Twenty-Four
IF I EVER WRITE A BOOK for priests, one thing I must be sure to mention is how good being arrested for murder is for Mass attendance.
8 a.m. Mass has more than 50 people present, an all-time high during my time at the parish, and I even recognize a few of them. 10:30 a.m. Mass is packed, as families with small children share pews with confused-looking men and women. Many of those present leave by side doors after Mass, but many more go out of their way to come through the main door, where I am shaking hands and speaking to people. The line moves slowly as many old ladies hug me and each and every member of the Knights of Columbus pat me hard on the back and assure me of their prayers.
When everyone is gone, I go back inside to find the entire Conway family waiting for me. Be
