The air cleared this afternoon a little bit, and the leaves aren't on the trees yet. So one can see a fair bit out my office window. I pulled my binoculars out of my drawer today, and looked out. And I counted. St. Vincent's. Blessed Sacrament. Holy Name. Annunciation. St. Michael. Holy Trinity. St. John the Baptist. St. Stanislas. Those are just the seven parish churches I can see that have been shuttered by the Diocese in the last few years. But for topography, and for demolition by-the-bye, I'd be able to see at least seven more.
No doubt, there are people working in Boston and New York and St. Louis office buildings who can see more recent ruins outside their windows.
But their more recent experience doesn't do much to lessen the shame of ours.