Today is Palm Sunday, one week before Easter. This was one of the more interesting Catholic days, whereby we received a few palm fronds while the Priest sprayed the congregation with Holy Water. Kids tend to covet things, and my brother and I were no different, so we loved getting the stringy palm leaves, tinged just slightly with green – proof that they were once a part of something that was alive. We held them up as the Priest came around blessing them and throwing a few drops of Holy Water about. That sort of thing was more interesting to us than any drawn-out homily or communion-hand-out.
