My priest came to see me and give me Communion Sunday. I cried as I confessed my support for Black Lives Matter, the LGBTQ community and all others who are disadvantaged and admitted to feeling their pain as mine. Yes, I'm nothing more than a decent human being.
Side note, I also like cats and dogs. I remember as a nine year old boy picking up all the cats on my street on a rainy day and bringing them to our car port so they could dry off and get a blanket to sleep on while they lapped up some milk and ate some of our left overs. Must have had somewhere between 8 and 12 cats. They were free to go after the rain.