A few of my classmates and I had planned a little vacation time this week, at the Mount. In the morning, at the altar of Our Lady of Perpetual Help in St. Bernard's Chapel, we concelebrated Mass, each of us offering the Holy Sacrifice for the repose of the soul of Fr. Kevin Kayda. Then, on a cold, blustery morning, we drove up to visit his grave, at St. Patrick's Cemetery in Carlisle. The sun was out. The wind howled. We shivered and huddled together, the wind at our back, and prayed the Office of the Dead.
Four pillars mark out an area of the cemetery, we think, reserved for priests. The headstone has not yet been placed. The stone in the center quotes St. Paul's letter to Titus.
Teach them not to speak ill of anyone and to be peaceful and merciful to everyone.
Tomorrow, Fr. Kevin would have turned 28.
Rest in peace, brother.
The title of the post is from a Latin antiphon. "In the midst of life, we are in death." November is the month for prayers for the faithful departed.