What she said


Angela Messenger: The good old days...or were they?
When I went to Mass in 1963 with a Catholic friend, I was disappointed that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't hear the priest or know what was going on up at the altar. You have to realize that I knew what was supposed to be going on because of having daily experience with the High Church Anglican liturgy. Furthermore, I knew much of the Latin for the parts of the Mass. And I did have a Missal with me. But when the mass is whispered or mumbled, who could hear enough to know what was happening when? I felt cheated. Almost as cheated as I feel now when the priest makes up the words as he goes along.

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