I just watched an old friend compete on Jeopardy today. My wife called and said I had to get to a tv. So I barged in on the students who live in the peer minister suite. To give you a bit of background, she was in one of my choirs in a parish in the northwest suburbs of Chicago. She’s one of the smartest, funniest, and most loyal friends I know. Twice this afternoon I jumped out of
my the students’ chair.
The first was when she drew a “4-N” answer about a church feast that falls on March 25th. If she misses this question, I told my friends, I’d see to her excommunication personally.
Final Jeopardy was “Sports in the Movies,” and the answer dealt with the address the Blues Brothers gave in the movie. I laughed my head off on that one. You live in Chicago and you know what’s on North Addison Avenue. And if you don’t know, you’re a darned Yankee fan.
What a blessed existence, to win at Jeopardy.
I have three students to train as lectors during air time tomorrow. Alas.