A childhood friend of mine from my father's village was recently ordained a priest. Pictures here: Mieh w Mieh - Lebanon - MiehwMieh.com.
Maroun Michel Saikaly lived across the street from my late uncle Adib; I spent a lot of time at uncle Adib's house in my summer visits, because he had so many kids about my age or a little older. Maroun and his brother George were always around, playing kickball in the street, hanging out on the veranda, teasing me for my nasal American English. I had a trick where I pulled reeds from the roadside and fashioned bubble makers out of dish soap and water, and I vaguely remember the neighborhood kids, including Maroun, standing around amazed as I blew bubbles across the veranda.
One of my childhood friends grew up to be a famous actress; several of my college friends have done quite well for themselves; my American cousin Karen is a successful violinist; but Father Damianos is the first priest I can claim as an old friend.
I need a few clerics in my corner...
Congratulations to Father Damianos, and may his calling bring him joy; may he be of service to his community always.