+ JMJ Following the thread of the internal persecution of Catholics (Bishops, Priests, Monks, Nuns, Brothers) who were repulsed by the 'new way' that swallowed the Catholic Church after the Second Vatican Council, I have one story that I witnessed the end stages when my family started to attend the Tridentine Mass in the early 80's. As I've mentioned before, I didn't want to be there as we walking into the little chapel. It was small, maybe it could hold 80 people. It smelled, small building imbued with incense - a new experience. It was strange, very strange. It was a small chapel, a hall purchased by a group of pioneering Traditional Catholics to be their anchor in a Catholic World gone mad. They had started as a rosary group in a layman's basement. Then when Fr. Normandin started travelling across Canada, they rented a room at the convention centre. Those were heady days of First Fervour. When news that Fr. would unexpectedly be in town, the call went out:...
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