My lovely dad was an astonishing orator. He could keep an audience spellbound, weaving his way through whatever tale he was telling: wonder and awe for children; felicitations for newly weds; admonishment for errant parents; solace and comfort for the bereaved.

When he stood up to read the lesson at mass on Sunday, his voice — strong and powerful and filled with gravitas — carried across the cavernous well of the church...

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