Llegada, y una profunda piedad gozoso
John Niedzialek lidera el pelotón y el tren de los peregrinosJohn Niedzialek leads the peloton and train of the pilgrims through his old boyhood streets to his family's parish of St. Casimir. The marchers left at 8 a.m. (an half hour late) and arrived just on the other side of 4 o'clock. Twenty miles in eight hours, this is a special episode in the history of the parish, and of the entire diocese. Such pilgrimages are not uncommon in the old country, whether in Europe or Latin America; but this is in Cleveland's cold.
Pescador de Hombres (which the Casimiri often sang on the streets in the Polish version, Barka, which was John Paul II's favorite hymn. The Poles were surprised that it was not originally Polish. I mentioned this to Wojciech, one of the prayer leaders. He gave me an odd puzzling look, and was shocked). They recited a decade of the rosary, and Father Eric Orzech, pastor of St. Casimir led the Benediction. The Host was displayed in a monstrance, and a pleasant fragrant cloud of incense hung in the air.
They had the good fortune, and the gift of benevolent providence to have their pilgrimage of supplication on, perhaps, the most hospitable day that this January has to offer. A week before, the temperature was sixty degrees colder, and snow drifted about.
Thursday is another day of demarcation, that will burden a family's nerves, and hearts, to breaking. The government is functionary in a thoughtless manner. Most of the public is ignorant, and uncaring. The last hope is a belief in the Goodness of God. It is a sad comfort, but true: the Crucifixion of Jesus was legal, his Resurrection was prohibited and illegal.
por favor salvar a nuestras familias, please save our families
________________________________postscriptum: 15 January. for another presentation with audio-visual clips and fotos [click]