I’ve recently started going to Mass at Holy Family (King St W) in Toronto. They do a Latin Mass of Paul VI. They have ushers collecting, but they use plain baskets instead of baskets-on-a-stick, since the church itself is rather small – two columns of pews, maybe a dozen rows – so no “reaching” is needed. Four collectors do the whole church in about 30 seconds.
I know, I was tapped last week to do it – my second-only Latin Mass, feeling somewhat of a lost sheep, and I get the “Would you mind helping out with collection?” :eep!: I was already nervous about being a ghoti-out-of-water by being at a Latin Mass (even though it was the OF), so by now I’m scared skateless, hoping I don’t do something stupid. When I took up collection before, at the offertory the usher would signal us, and we went to the back, picked up the baskets and velvet bags, then went to the front of the church and worked our way to the back, passing the basket to the first person in the first row and picking it up from the person behind him/her in the second etc. Here, we went up to the front two by two, genuflected in unison (thank God for my military drill training!

), the two in fron took the baskets and passed them to the rest of us, and then we took up.
My mistake was trying to hand the basket to the first person in the pew and step to the next – but I caught on fast, and no one looked twice.
At the back, we just gave the baskets to the two who were in front, and retired to our pews – me, heaving a sigh of relief.
Then I got tapped to do a special after-Communion collection…oh, Lord, why do You mock me?? It was like a singer with stage fright doing a curtain call.
Ah, well. Suck it up…then offer it up.
