My Friend

Since I blogged last I have lost a very dear friend.  His name is Father Daniel S. Harris, former rector of St. Mary's Church, HB, NY.  I was his secretary from 1981 through 1985 and it was the best job I ever had.  I joined his church because of the way he did my father's funeral service back in 1981.  He was the chaplain of the local volunteer fire department of which my Dad was chief.  He ministered to our family greatly during those days and continued to for the next 30 years.  Even after Dan left us and moved to Massachusetts to another parish he came home for weddings (mine), births, funerals and just to visit his wife's hometown.  Oh how this town loved this man.  He was the best priest I have ever known.  The witness of faith I have seen from him, his wife and their family is a gift of God's grace.  You see, it was just a few short months ago that they lost their son, Josh to a drug overdose.  Dan's wife, Robin, must be one of God's angels because she has born all of this and still can smile and count blessings.  Dan served the Fire Dept. in MA, NY and even the men in NYC after 9-11.  He "worked" the pile  ministering to the men there.  He was so dedicated to spreading the word and his ministry to the men.  What an amazing man he was.  I know that he is at peace now and it is only us here that are saddened and miss him.  Time will heal the loss and I will be able to rejoice in his leaving as he would want me to.  Rest in Peace dear friend...rest in peace.