It's usually the same five of us at our breakfast table, with the occasional guest or two.
Bishop Joseph and I. He speaks Italian, French, and English, and oddly enough Vietnamese. We joke around about words all the time.
Fr. Bo, my long lost twin brother. He is one year younger than I am so I can call him "em," which means "younger brother." He just laughs and rolls his eyes.
Bishop Joseph, some guy, Fr. Bo, and Fr. Peter Hien. Fr. Hien is the bishop's secretary and is rather like Radar from MASH. There is nothing he can't get or do from either Hanoi or Rome.
Second from the left is Fr. Vong, who took the other pictures. He got his doctorate at GTU and runs the catechetics programs for the diocese. He loves a good pun and plays a mean game of soccer.
In the summers I spend time with my good friends in Phat Diem, Vietnam, a small country village with a world famous cathedral. Here are some of my musings. If you would like to correspond, please email me: garymeegan@gmail.com.
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Each year after graduation, the students eishing to enter university must take entrance examinations. They have been studying the past few w...
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Here is Nam Vu working his keyboard. Now entering 8th grade, he is quite the conversationalist. It's hard to believe that I have kn...
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While in Hue I went across the street from the seminary and took a walk along the river. It was the epitome of serenity