Showing posts with label Christmas eve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas eve. Show all posts

Thursday, May 24, 2018

Holy Trinity Catholic Church - Cleveland Ohio




Holy Trinity Catholic Church 

From the Encyclopedia of Cleveland history - Case Western Reserve University.

HOLY TRINITY PARISH was established by Bishop RICHARD GILMOUR on May 27, 1880 to serve the growing community of GERMAN CATHOLICS residing east of what is now East 55th Street along Woodland Avenue. Father Peter Becker, the parish's first pastor, held the first Mass of the new parish in the chapel of ST. JOSEPH'S ORPHANAGE on Woodland Avenue near East 60th Street. The community celebrated the dedication of the Holy Trinity Church, located at Woodland Avenue and East 71st Street, in August 1881. A rectory was erected a few years later. Father Becker initially recruited the Ladies of the Sacred Heart to direct the parish school, but they relinquished their administrative duties to the URSULINE SISTERS a decade later. As the population of the parish grew dramatically during the first decade of the twentieth century, the community broke ground for a new church building at 7211 Woodland Avenue on April 11, 1906. Bishop IGNATIUS F. HORSTMANN dedicated the new Holy Trinity Church, a Renaissance-style stone structure with twin square towers, on May 26, 1907. 


Holy Trinity Catholic Church located at 7211 Woodland, Ave., Cleveland, Ohio.  My dad grew up in a house located at E 84th street.
The house is less than a mile from the Church.

I grew up in Cleveland and Holy Trinity church was not our local
church, but we attended mass here.   Over the years, we would

make a yearly trip down for Midnight Mass at Holy Trinity. 

I can still remember some amazing Midnight masses in that church. 
Due to the early German community that made up the church there were always Christmas carols sung in German. 
Christmas eve of 1981, we headed down leaving Mom and Dad's house around 11pm.  We arrived at the church only to find the doors 
closed.  Midnight mass had been cancelled that year.  

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The last mass at Holy Trinity was held on October 24, 2004. 
I attended that mass with my father and mother, Gil & Margaret
Rothacker, and my dad's older brother and his wife.
Uncle Rollin & Auntie Anne Rothacker.   A lunch was held in the basement after the mass.    It was bittersweet for my dad.   This was the church he had known and attended for over 74 years.  As the mass began the music was of a blues nature, with drumming and hand clapping.  My dad was

several people away from me, and I leaned out to look his way.....
He was about beet red.  As I was standing there clapping along, I 
mouthed to my dad....  "When in Rome" !!!    It would become a 
family laugh for many years.  

                                      Rollin & Gil Rothacker - October 24,  2004

 Main alter - October 24, 2004


Mary side alter - October 24, 2004
 

Sacred Heart of Jesus - side alter - October 24, 2004


 Stained glass window -  October 24, 2004


 Stained glass window -  October 24, 2004



 
 Stained glass window -  October 24, 2004



Church
SS. Trinity
built
A.D. 1906 
(Written in Latin) 




Holy Trinity Church - October 24, 2004



                                 Holy Trinity Church - October 24, 2004
                           Auxiliary Bishop Roger Gries officiated the mass. 


Thursday, December 24, 2009

'Christmas Remembrance'

I'm sharing this with permission from my friend... Charles Quick ;)





A very strange thing happened the other day. I was doing a
Google search attempting to look up the words to a sermon that I

thought I shared on my site. The results brought me to an online

friend's blog.

Turns out I had shared the sermon in a comment to Charles under a post he

made called:

Christmas Remembrance - December 14, 2007



I just now went and searched through Charles AKA - Ceeque's blog

to see when it was I first met him. That was back in June of 2007.

I landed at his site from a link I had found on someone else's blog. :)



As with so many of my online friends, I will most likely never meet them
in person.

You see Charles lives across the POND over in the UK. Still, he's become like

a back yard neighbor and a special part of my life.



In his post of Christmas Remembrance Ceeque was facing his 6th
Christmas holiday without his son James. Charles shares his thoughts
of the upcoming holiday

along with 'an inspiring piece' that his son James wrote.



James was born the same year as my Vinny, he would have

turned 25 this year. If I were reading someone's message like this,
I'm certain I would wonder what happened that this young man
passed at the age of 17.

Let me say that Charles has a post on his site right up on plain view......

'Memo to Suicidal Young People'.





I would like to share James' words with you............







” Prose No.1 version 1



comment: This is inspired by several people, writers and someone I think is a writer! Its not very good …..


“STOP, yes, STOP! I`d just like you to take a moment and reflect.
Right now you`re sat somewhere reading this. Are you eating or drinking
something you normally eat or drink? If so, have some slowly, feel the
textures,smell the aromas, let your taste buds get a good taste.
Something you don`t normally do … you eat and run. I think its about
time we all sat back and realised what we have.


We`re cruising along in life not realising the potential we all
have, each day. We fear whats to come tomorrow, we regret what was
yesterday but we ignore today. And today you`ll go through what you
felt yesterday and tomorrow.


Appreciate whats today, the potential you have. Make a change,
stand up, and shout. Shout anything you like. Express yourself, tell
people you love them, like friends and family. Step back from that
computer, turn the tv off. Talk and appreciate people.


We take SO MUCH for granted, the air we breathe, food we eat, bus
drivers, that sexy blonde at the local shop .. and family and friends.
Over this Christmas spend as much time as possible with the things you
love (or should love) as you just don`t know when its gonna get taken
away from you….



And remember what the great John and Paul said …



“ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE”



in remembrance of George Harrison. “



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LINK TO CEEQUE'S BLOG ARTICLE - CHRISTMAS REMEMBRANCE



PLEASE JOIN ME IN PRAYER FOR CHARLES AND ALL WHO HAVE BURIED A CHILD.





Christmas Remembrance


James Wallace Quick
September 29, 1984 ~ March 21, 2002


Midnight Mass Sermon


They come……. often uninvited but not wholly unwelcome…..

But they will surely come…..

As soon as the Christmas tree is lit this evening….

As soon as the Christmas dinner is served tomorrow….

As soon as the presents are unwrapped…. They will come….


Who are they? They are the ghosts of our Christmases past.

Not some scary spooks from out of a Steven King movie,

nor some dour figment of Charles Dickens imagination….

No…. these ghosts are neighbors, who have moved away,

grandchildren, too busy to come home,

childhood friends, long since lost touch with,

and all our beloved dead.


These ghosts come to us at the holy time, tinged with

sadness, but so much a part of our Christmas memories

we could not banish them if we would want to….

but who could wish something so dreadful!


Our memories, and the ghosts they conjure, are as much

a part of today’s celebration as the packages sitting under

the tree this very minute or as the lights that beautify our

church this very night.

They are a part of us and they are holy.!


They come back to us….. served up in special Christmas

recipes they hand down….. unique Christmas ornaments that

were theirs, and those special songs of the season that they

loved to sing. They are our special holiday friends.

Aunts smelling like lavender, Grandmother’s who baked the

best bread in the world, small friends who shared their newly
arrived
red wagons, and brothers and sisters who wrapped their
Santa’s workshop
gifts with all the love their small hands could muster.

They are our special holiday friends,

these ghosts of Christmas.


For you see…. they are part of our history, and our history

is holy. For if this Christmas celebration means anything at all, it

means that when God became a part of our human story, our lives
took on
a part of the divine story.

The moments of our lives, each one of them, bears the mark
of the divine life. And therefore, the people of our lives,

all of them, are holy images of God among us.

These ghosts who visit us, trimmed in evergreen and glowing in

Christmas lights, these ghosts remind us that our story is a
part of
God’s story…. For God touched our lives on this holy night.


We need not fear them, these ghosts of love and laughter,

these ghosts of family and friendship……

We need not fear them, for they are our own history,

coming back to reminisce in this holy season.


Our history, made holy, by God becoming one of us.


And so, as I drive down the turnpike tomorrow to celebrate

with my family, they will come back to me,

the ghosts of my own Christmases.

My Grandfather fussing to make sure the house is spotless,

my Grandmother standing in her apron in front of the stove

cooking macaroni.


I hope yours visit you, and when they do, when those
memories of people not with us this day come to reminisce,

remember, they are signs to us of how holy our history is….

Our own history that is made holy by God who took on

our history when he came to Earth this very night.


Greet those ghosts with love for they are signs of God’s love….

Greet them with love…. welcome them home…..

and Merry Christmas to you and to all who are with you.


~~~~~~~~~~~~~


By Father Patrick Ferraro


St Joan of Arc – Streetsboro Ohio

December 2003


This sermon was given at

my parent’s Church.


I thought it was so touching I had my Dad ask

Fr. Patrick for a copy to send to my son Vinny who was

serving in Iraq at that time.