Serving Christ and Connecting Catholics in Western North Carolina
The year was 1942, 10 years before I was born, and just a couple of years after my family had moved to Gastonia. My grandfather, who by this time had eight grandchildren (with many more to follow), just kept on bothering his good friend, Father Alphonse Buss, the Benedictine monk from Belmont Abbey who was the pastor of St. Michael Church.
One of the great honors of my life was when I was asked at the meager age of 12 to be the godfather to an older cousin’s child. As a matter of fact, I was already a godfather and proud of it. But this was a little different.