I was in the car with my friend on the way to Vespers at the Russian Orthodox church. I remember it vividly for some reason; driving down the streets of the old Slavic immigrant neighborhood on the westside of my city (which encompasses also the Ukrainian Catholic parish and the Polish Catholic parish).
This would have been 2008 or 2009 when I was Eastern Orthodox.
I don’t even remember the specific subject of the conversation, but we were talking about east-west issues, and the sack of…