Irene had been an altar server at St. Stan's. I will always picture her in profile at the side of the altar, a slim black-clad sprite with a pixie haircut. Her husband, Vincent, also a St. Stan stalwart, notably passed away the weekend after St. Stanislaus was closed in 2005. His most visible role in the parish had been to ring the bell summoning us to Mass.
After St. Stanislaus closed Irene continued to travel with the flock, attending our weekly coffee social, most recently with the assistance of her daughter.
While I will miss her, I look forward to sitting across from her again in the perpetual coffee social that I imagine as heaven, where the coffee is always strong, the rolls are always fresh and the butter can't clog our arteries. We will need a new song because "Sto Lat," 100 years, is a second within an eternity of warm companionship free from the pain of loss.
Read her Journal News obituary HERE.