Tradition gathers around Christmas. Pageants and homecomings and longed-for preparations repeat themselves year after year into beloved lifetime rituals. My family and I used to attend Midnight Mass at the old Sacred Heart. That beautiful ceremony in that old lovely Church, filled with flowers and light and history, will always remain part of our family folk-memory.
So much was lost when a spark caught the manger’s straw one Christmas and the whole ancient building flamed into nothingness.
