A Concert to be Remembered for a Lifetime

Written by Msgr. Padraic Loftus
(from the St. Mel Parish Bulletin, June 25, 2017)

Since my 80th birthday was in February, I decided to celebrate the gift of life in union with the gift of fifty-five years of priesthood. What a celebration that was! Once again I thank everyone involved in making it such a memorable day. Deo Gratias.

That was all I had planned. However, Francesco had other plans. He knows how much I love music. So he decided, without even giving me the slightest hint, to have a concert in June, the month of my ordination. Preparation for this concert was well under way when I heard about it. He didn't want to miss the opportunity, and what a concert it was! Francesco pulled out all the stops - our own St. Mel singing choirs, organ, piano, trumpet, guitar, flute and two bell choirs - Parish Handbell Choir and the Saint Melody Bell Squad (School Handbell Choir).

I have never experienced a concert with such exquisite variety. As the evening progressed, it continued to delight the audience to the very verge of ecstasy! How could I ever forget my 55th anniversary of ordination! Thank you, Francesco and all your cohorts, for sharing your God-given talents with us. I certainly will not forget this evening and I feel I can say on behalf of the entire audience, judging by their applause, that they too will long remember this most enjoyable evening.

I also wish to thank my dear friend, Bishop Jose Brennan, who - even though he had a busy day, including a niece's wedding as well an evening mass at a parish - graced us with his presence and his exquisite voice, once again delighting us with his rendering of Panis Angelicus. Thank you, Bishop Joe, We deeply appreciate your generosity.

To change the subject somewhat, I must add that I have always been deeply conscious of Divine Providence. I have progressively witnessed it at work throughout my life. This concert celebration prompts me to tell you a powerful story of Divine Providence, which I experienced in the aftermath of the 1994 earthquake.

I had a friend, Mary Di Roma, who was a member of the Board of Catholic Charities downtown, when I was the Regional Director there. Mary had a friend, Trudy Koenig, a Jewish convert, an elegant, dignified German lady, pianist and music teacher. Trudy had a friend, Mary D. Allen, a lapsed Catholic who desired to return to the Church, and share her joy as she received the Eucharist once again. She started coming to Mass at St. Mel with Mary Di Roma, in the aftermath of the earthquake.

Now Mary D. Allen was not poor, if you know what I mean! She wanted to show her appreciation for welcoming her back into the community of the Church, To make a long story short, she enriched our parish by donating $650,000 for the organ Later she donated the piano and the handbells in memory of her parents, Mary and John Dora. She is long since dead, however, her memory and legacy will live on here in our Parish. May she rest in peace!

I tell this story in appreciation of what Mary did for us, recognizing that without the organ, the musical life of St. Mel would have been very different. So we give thanks for the intervention of Divine Providence.

May God be praised!

Days of thanks and joy: Reflections of a golden jubilarian

July 24, 2012 - By BY MSGR. PADRAIC LOFTUS (excerpted from his homily at his golden jubilee celebration in May.)

O happy day — 17 June 1962!

This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.

 It is as if that first day has been extended over 50 years.There were many surprises along the way. Ordained for ministry in Ireland, if anyone prophesied on that day that most of my years would be here in the U.S., I would have thought they had lost their minds. Yet here we are gathered to give thanks to God for what has been a most exciting, happy and fulfilling life.

My earliest years were overwhelmingly exciting with the explosion of the Vatican Council utterly transforming the life of the Church. On the first day of the Council, Blessed Pope John XXIII set the tone:“The Catholic Church desires to show herself to be the loving mother of all, benign, patient, full of mercy and goodness. Frequently the Church has condemned errors with the greatest severity. Nowadays the Spouse of Christ prefers to make use of the medicine of mercy, rather than that of severity. She meets the needs of the present day by demonstrating the validity of her teaching rather than by condemnations.”

What a new vision! What an eruption of new life! It was a new Resurrection; Ascension as our Risen Lord again became cosmic, penetrating every aspect of life. For these 50 years the Vatican Council has been our guide as our Church evolved from the “Middle Ages” to embrace the Modern World. We have absorbed a new understanding of our Church, no longer the Perfect Society but The People of God, a pilgrim people, a priestly people, sharing in the one priesthood of Jesus, through baptism. We priests came to understand our role, as servant-leaders.

The words of Jesus in St. Mark’s Gospel — “Go into the whole world and proclaim the gospel to every creature” — took on a new meaning: addressed not only to priests but to all God’s people to proclaim the Gospel by word and example.For these 50 years the Vatican Council has been our guide as our Church evolved from the “Middle Ages” to embrace the Modern World. We have absorbed a new understanding of our Church.In my lifetime as a priest I have seen the evolution of the role of laity called by the Vatican Council to live out their baptismal commitment as they share their God-given gifts through their involvement in the life of the Church and the world.

“Allotting his gifts as he wills, the Holy Spirit distributes special graces among the faithful of every rank. By these gifts he makes them fit and ready to undertake various tasks and offices for the renewal and building up of the Church, as it is written: ‘the manifestation of the Spirit is given to everyone for profit’” (Lumen Gentium, n. 12).

What a joy and what a support to experience the new energy and dynamism in parish life. What a relief for us priests to be surrounded by experts sharing their gifts in finance and administration, priests and people united in decision-making. The earthquake greatly enhanced the role of the laity developing a new and deeper community spirit. Our people got to know one another better as they worked together in building up the parish.

From my very first day in school, when the nuns exuded gentle and caring love, my life has been incomparably enriched by the presence of religious women, who dedicated their lives to the service of God’s People. They always had a soft spot in their hearts for priests. I confess that I was particularly blessed and utterly spoiled. In the seminary it was the Daughters of Charity of St. Vincent De Paul, and the Mercy nuns while teaching in the college in Ballina. Here in Los Angeles, first were the St. Louis Sisters, but it kept expanding so that today there are sisters from 13 different congregations with whom I have worked — all of whom utterly spoiled me, which naturally delighted me. You are the jewels in the crown of the Spouse of Christ. We believe in you, we appreciate you and thank you for what you have done and continue to do, for us, for the whole Church, and for the world.

The last 20 years have cast a dark shadow on the image of priesthood, causing great suffering and scandal, though a very small minority of priests were unfaithful. Today I apologize for them and ask for forgiveness, but also for the power of the Spirit to forgive those who offended, who are still our brothers, following the example of Blessed Pope John Paul II who visited the jail in Rome to forgive the man who tried to kill him. We priests thank you our people for recognizing that the vast majority of priests have served their people courageously and faithfully. We celebrate today in thanksgiving for the gift of ministerial priesthood — servant leaders and for the baptismal priesthood of all God’s People.

What a joy to know that we are all one People of God united with our Risen and Ascended Lord praising and giving thanks for God’s goodness and Love! Alleluia. “Tomorrow — to pastures new.”

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Msgr. Padraic Loftus, pastor emeritus of St. Mel Church, Woodland Hills, was ordained from St. Patrick’s Seminary, Maynooth, in 1962 and came to Los Angeles in 1974. He served as regional director of Catholic Social Services, associate director of Catholic Charities and was the first director of the Department of Detention Ministry (1986-1990) before becoming pastor of St. Mel’s (1990-2007).

The Wassail Ceremony

During our Madrigal Dinner, a wassail ceremony will follow the Queen's arrival. In the 15th to 16th centuries, wassailing was a reciprocal exchange between the Lords and their peasants as a form of charitable giving.

"we are not daily beggars that beg from door to door but we are friendly neighbours whom you have seen before."

The Lord of the Manor would give food and drink to the peasants in exchange for their blessing and goodwill:

"Love and joy come to you, and to you your wassail to;

And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year!"

In some parts of England, wassailing refers to drinking and singing the health of trees. The purpose of wassailing was to awake the cider trees and scare away evil spirits and ensure a good harvent of fruit. Wasasail ceremonies varied from vilage to village but the procession was generally led by the host or a wassail King and Queen to a tune played or sung from one orchard to the next.

Sources: wikipedia, england-in-particular.com

What the men wore

During the earlier part of Elizabethan England,  men wore embroidered vests and front-buttoned shirts with loose pants until the knee. The rich men wore finely-made-of-leather shoes, a flat silk or velvet hat, or a tall hat like a crown that was made of feathers of fabric.

During the later part of the era, they were dressed in cloaks held by a crucifix and chain with fine stockings in silk, and bonnets or hats with a plume on the side. Like women's clothing, men's clothes were detailed with inconvenient ruffles that were stiff and about 8 inches in width.


Source: elizabethanenglandlife.com