The Charms of Santa Cruz of Yore - part three
Sacred Heart Parish and Boys’ High School had their special occasions or events – some annual, others monthly or quarterly, end of term, etc. One such event was Mission Sunday. At the children’s mass we attended, there was no collection except on this day. My father would give me two four anna (25P) coins, one to put in the collection box and the other for an ice cream at Cafe Marissa. Yes, that’s what we paid for an ice cream those days. On one such Mission Sunday, I was carrying the two coins handed over to me, both clenched in my fist. One coin fell off and rolled into the drain nearby. Besides 25P ice creams, we also had closed drains in Santa Cruz those days. I just looked up to heaven (that’s where we were told it is) and said “Lord forgive me for having dropped your coin in the drain.” I realized years later that there was no one upstairs to forgive or condemn me. I didn’t inform at home for fear that my father would think that it was the Lord’s coin that I was holding on to a...