Most of you who follow this blog know that I am into Baptism, big time. As a matter of fact, about ten or so years ago, I lead a pilgrimage of about 35 people (other Baptism "geeks") to spend two weeks searching for ancient baptism sites and fonts throughout Italy. It was a wonderful trip.
You also know that I have made my own personal pilgrimage to the place where I was baptized: St. Anthony of Padua in New Bedford, Massachusetts. A few weeks ago, I asked the pastor if he could send me some recent photos of the font. He had it moved from the sacristy (where it was rarely used for years (although I was baptized in that sacristy)—the parish used a glass bowl in the sanctuary for baptisms for years) to a prominent place in front of the altar of Saint Anne. If you don't mind, I'd like to share some of these photos with you.
First off is a photo of the interior of the church. Notice the little gizmos attached to the pew backs. I remember well my dad and grandfather using these things to clip their hats to the pew.
Here's a photo of the altar of St. Anne—kind of dark, but you can see the font.
And here's a closer look:
A view from the side:
And a few more:
Right there, on May 25, 1958, my life changed forever. Nothing would ever be the same again. Child of Henri and Yvette became an adopted child of God; Gerald Henri Galipeau put on Christ; Alleluia, Alleluia!
Send up a prayer of thanksgiving today for the greatest gift you were ever given. Thanks, Ma and Dad!
Gotta sing. Gotta pray.