Nuns and other clergy

The teaching nuns and priests at my Catholic college got the short end of the stick.  Like smart-aleck college brats, we poked fun at the Sisters, using epithets like heads of cloth and black wings. The clergy at Manhattan College in New York City where Henry went to school were also hard hit. One Brother, who was old and doddering, was called Brother Holiday, because the students expected a holiday on the day of his funeral.  Another epithet Henry remembers::  Brother Skull, a monk who had a long, drawn face with deadly pallor and looked about to die. I haven’t found much fault with the teaching clergy –except for one thing: they failed to teach us mercy toward themselves.