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I have many fond memories of my godparents, +Uncle Joe and +Aunt Mary, both now of blessed memory.
As a Byzantine Catholic, they were not only my baptismal godparents but, one could say, my confirmation sponsor(s) as well, since I was baptised and confirmed (chrismated, as we in the Catholic East refer to it) as an infant during the same ceremony.
Ours was an extremely close, tight-knit ethnic neighborhood, so Uncle Joe and Aunt Mary lived right down the street as I was growing up (as did many other aunts and uncles!). Holidays were always shared “extended family” events (Easter was always the best, with the Divine Liturgy at midnight and a HUGE FEAST immediately following, usually starting about 2:30 AM or so and ending… well… ???
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Our Lord blessed me by allowing me the honor of being able to carry both Uncle Joe and Aunt Mary to their final rest… sorta like allowing me to somehow repay the favor of their many years of love and support.
Vic’naja pamjat!
a pilgrim
As a Byzantine Catholic, they were not only my baptismal godparents but, one could say, my confirmation sponsor(s) as well, since I was baptised and confirmed (chrismated, as we in the Catholic East refer to it) as an infant during the same ceremony.
Ours was an extremely close, tight-knit ethnic neighborhood, so Uncle Joe and Aunt Mary lived right down the street as I was growing up (as did many other aunts and uncles!). Holidays were always shared “extended family” events (Easter was always the best, with the Divine Liturgy at midnight and a HUGE FEAST immediately following, usually starting about 2:30 AM or so and ending… well… ???
Our Lord blessed me by allowing me the honor of being able to carry both Uncle Joe and Aunt Mary to their final rest… sorta like allowing me to somehow repay the favor of their many years of love and support.
Vic’naja pamjat!
a pilgrim