Victor

Since coming to the Cathedral in October, I have had the uncomfortable privilege of putting a face on homelessness and poverty. Every day I encounter those who come to the Church for warmth and shelter, those who come to the Kitchen or Pantry for Food. I’ve gotten to know some of them by name; Victor is one of them. Victor used to “live” in the south vestibule of the Church during the day – he was one of the first people I met back in October. He’d be the last one out when I locked up in the evening, and one of the first to come in when I opened up on weekends. Victor died at Wishard Hospital recently. He was one of us, so we'll bury him from the Cathedral with all the Rites owed a faithful soul. After the funeral, he will be cremated so his ashes can be returned to his family in the West Indies and interred near his parents. I’ll miss Victor. I’m proud of what the Cathedral community did for him in this life - God grant him rest and security in eternity.