Thursday, August 26, 2010
I love to fly, but I have never been able to sleep on an airplane and I can't stand to read for very long at a time; I am grateful when I have a fellow passenger who also likes to have conversations with strangers!
One time I was already seated in the aisle seat when I saw a large priest walking down the aisle; he stopped at my row and announced that he had the middle seat. I immediately stood up and asked, "Father, would you like to have the aisle seat?" He answered that he would and he thanked me profusely.
In our conversation, he mentioned that he was going to Corpus Christi and I said, "Oh, yes, the Body of Christ." I saw him smile approvingly at my translation of Corpus Christi. Several other areas of conversation resulted in my being able to show off my knowledge of Latin. Before landing, he asked me what parish I attended and I said, "Oh, Father, I'm not Catholic." He said, "Well, how kind of you to give up your seat for me," and I answered that it was just common courtesy. He said, "But you seem to know so much Latin." I told him he could thank Mrs. Craig for that and it was the only foreign language offered when I went to school. As he left he told me that I could always convert!