I only knew Monsignor Schuler as a parishioner. The funeral Mass (said in Latin, as I believe was his standard) for my father was so beautiful and Monsignor was so reverential.
I will always remember how sharp and dignified he looked walking around in his fushia trimmed cassock.
On a lighter note, a friend of my aunt's who attended school with Monsignor in Minneapolis (and is still living) tells stories of how the young Richard Schuler would stand outside the school doors after class and "zoom" all the girls. Just makes me laugh.
Rest in peace, Monsignor. Our family misses you at St. Agnes.
I only knew Monsignor Schuler as a parishioner. The funeral Mass (said in Latin, as I believe was his standard) for my father was so beautiful and Monsignor was so reverential.
ReplyDeleteI will always remember how sharp and dignified he looked walking around in his fushia trimmed cassock.
On a lighter note, a friend of my aunt's who attended school with Monsignor in Minneapolis (and is still living) tells stories of how the young Richard Schuler would stand outside the school doors after class and "zoom" all the girls. Just makes me laugh.
Rest in peace, Monsignor. Our family misses you at St. Agnes.
Sorry, V, the above comment is from me. I just did this at Cathy's blog too...it's my new e-mail account causing me problems. D'oh!
ReplyDeleteThanks for remembering this good priest.
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