Project MERCATOR | Urbi et Orbi

As a Knight of Columbus, I am privileged to count as friends men in the eighties, & even in their nineties. I know a fellow, an astonishingly spry fellow whose age rounds up to a century, who has been a 4th Degree Knight for over fifty years. I know another fellow who was a pilot in the U.S. Air Force who flew in the Berlin Airlift of 1948. A third fellow, in his late eighties, tells the tale of how easy it was to be hired into Buick in 1947. These men are my friends. Their friendship is a blessed reminder that no matter how old they seem, no matter how young I seem, we are the same—life is precious, thrilling, & above all else fleeting. In the blink of an eye it has passed, & based on our own choices we are either called home to glory or cast into the pit for destruction. I am proud & thankful to have such friends.