It was Tuesday, February 9th, another typical day of ministry at the cathedral and diocesan offices in Ogdensburg.  I had been a bit antsy of late, wondering if I would receive word soon about the appointment of our new bishop.  Hardly a day would go by without either a parishioner, coworker or a family member asking:  “Have you heard yet?”  It had been almost nine months since Bishop Cunningham had assumed his new responsibilities in Syracuse and we were still bishop-less.  It was about 10am when the phone rang. Read More...