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Re: URGENT APPEAL TO FR HEWKO
« Reply #25 on: Yesterday at 03:37:53 PM »
Like Fr. Joe Pfeiffer, he suffers from demonic oppression.

Nope.

Re: URGENT APPEAL TO FR HEWKO
« Reply #26 on: Yesterday at 04:35:19 PM »
I have met So Many Crazies in trad chapels, just as many in the indult as in SSPX. From the man who thought his dead girlfriend was sitting on his shoulder, the older well spoken lady who thought all ivf babies had no soul and should be unalived (yes really and she shouted this loudly to everyone ) to the more benign types like the beautiful lady who looked like a model but who was totally off her trolley and believed she was heir to the French throne (apparently was going to claim it back). A few men listened to her nonsensical drivel because they we attracted to her but soon gave up as she was too insane. There was a woman who was convinced she knew me and that I was a Jєωιѕн woman called Sara and possibly a spy (honestly lol)… oh and the man who brought 20 litres of water for the priest to bless, all wheeled in a trolley and he walked home wheeling them……
Yeah they sound scary except for the last man with the water.  Too bad somebody couldn't give him a lift home in their car.  It's much more convenient to get a years supply of water blessed than filling little bottles every week, especially if you're visiting the cemetery frequently and have a lot of friends buried there. 
We usually get three or four 4 litre bottles blessed at a time 'cause we have 5 fonts in the house and visit the cemetery frequently.  Father prefers people get large quantities so he's not blessing water every week to fill the tank.


Re: URGENT APPEAL TO FR HEWKO
« Reply #27 on: Today at 02:56:33 PM »
I have met So Many Crazies in trad chapels, just as many in the indult as in SSPX. From the man who thought his dead girlfriend was sitting on his shoulder, the older well spoken lady who thought all ivf babies had no soul and should be unalived (yes really and she shouted this loudly to everyone ) to the more benign types like the beautiful lady who looked like a model but who was totally off her trolley and believed she was heir to the French throne (apparently was going to claim it back). A few men listened to her nonsensical drivel because they we attracted to her but soon gave up as she was too insane. There was a woman who was convinced she knew me and that I was a Jєωιѕн woman called Sara and possibly a spy (honestly lol)… oh and the man who brought 20 litres of water for the priest to bless, all wheeled in a trolley and he walked home wheeling them……

:jester: And I thought my weirdos were weirdest! 

Re: URGENT APPEAL TO FR HEWKO
« Reply #28 on: Today at 03:13:04 PM »
:jester: And I thought my weirdos were weirdest!
Years ago, there was a young woman who hired a taxi to carry seven gallons of virgin olive oil to Mass for Father to bless.  She planned to bathe in it while burning incense. She was mentally unwell and convinced she was possessed.  Every now and then, she’d show up for Mass if she could get someone from the group home where she lived to drive her to Mass. Usually, she’d fall asleep and snore loudly.  Once, she showed up wearing sweat pants, bedroom slippers, and two hospital gowns for a top.  Poor lady was on all kinds of medications.  Someone from the chapel would drive her back to the facility.  I’ve no idea if Father blessed her olive oil or how he dealt with her.  

Re: URGENT APPEAL TO FR HEWKO
« Reply #29 on: Today at 05:38:20 PM »
Years ago, there was a young woman who hired a taxi to carry seven gallons of virgin olive oil to Mass for Father to bless.  She planned to bathe in it while burning incense. She was mentally unwell and convinced she was possessed.  Every now and then, she’d show up for Mass if she could get someone from the group home where she lived to drive her to Mass. Usually, she’d fall asleep and snore loudly.  Once, she showed up wearing sweat pants, bedroom slippers, and two hospital gowns for a top.  Poor lady was on all kinds of medications.  Someone from the chapel would drive her back to the facility.  I’ve no idea if Father blessed her olive oil or how he dealt with her. 

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