At the 7th hour on the 7th day of the 7th month of this year my little nephew, Timothy John, was born. This beautiful child, who also happened to weigh 7 lbs 12 oz, received the jackpot of graces yesterday afternoon in the little town of Philadelphia, PA. The sacrament of baptism was performed by newly ordained Fr. Boyle in the very simple, but beautiful traditional rite. After some initial fidgeting during the exorcism he calmly and proudly accepted the rest of the ceremony. It almost seemed like the little tyke, who decided not to wait for the scheduled delivery date by two weeks, was chewing at the bit (or his fingers) to enter the Church. Instead of complaining about the water temperature he jumped in surprise and gave a look that said "Why didn't you warn me?". May he always keep his beautiful little soul spotless and may every day bring him closer to God than the one before. God bless you Timothy John!