Loads of willing and giving students showed up last night to help. The kitchen was buzzing more than usual. All of this excitement transfered nicely to the streets, where the students' usual smiling and welcoming faces immediately engaged our friends.
In rare form, James belted out Brick House several times and even broke it down for a moment. Around him, the Mayflower was packed with friends waiting for our loving-caring. Our old buddy Jim unfortunately stood with a cast on his leg--he broke his foot in two places. There was plenty of conversation going on.
At St. Bernard's saw its share of unexpected drama, as Pope Gregory preached to a couple students about his particular version of love.
It was different, but fantastic still, despite the fact that the punch was weaker than a slug on a kitchen table.

