Devin's Doozie

This afternoon our church held a reception for our priest who is retiring from the priesthood after 22 years at our parish alone (that doesn't include all of the years he spent at other parishes). He founded our church in 1987 and has been the only priest Holy Trinity Catholic Church has ever known. To say his retirement is a big deal would be an understatement.

The reception today was a nice, classy affair with white linen table cloths, catering and professional decorating. It was held in our banquet hall, which can comfortably hold around a thousand people. The reception went on for three hours, in an open-house style.

Anyway, we got to the church shortly after the reception began. We signed our names to the guest book and then waited in line for 45 minutes to speak to Monsignor Fater. As we were getting close to the front of the line, I told Devin, "I want you to shake Monsignor's hand and tell him, 'Congratulations,' okay?"

Devin turned to me and said, "Okay, but I need to wash my hands. I've been picking my nose!"