I enjoyed reading this little essay about New York City doormen.
–Not just because I would have been perfectly happy to live out my earthly life as a doorman, if God willed.
–Not just because the essay’s line of argument recalls King Lear’s ‘reason not the need’ speech, my favorite speech of all time.
But also because my humble little lot as parish priest at 11th and K Streets, N.E., is not too far removed from the social niche the doormen of New York occupy. I am proud to be their confrere.