A Catechist with a Chalice, a Pen and a Racket
If holiness were measured by noise, Fr. Michael MCGRATH might have been overlooked. He did not arrive with thunder, slogans, or spiritual fireworks. He arrived instead with books under his arm, time in his pocket, a tennis racket in the boot of the car, and a Mass that was celebrated as though heaven itself had politely asked him not to rush.
