Polish Lessons

A Priestly Encounter of the Polish Kind    I met the unusual Father Steve at a Michigan City Polish Festival. He stopped by my booth where I was peddling my recently published novel, Tied with Twine. A denim jean jacket cleverly hid the traditional black and white clerical collar he wore. I didn’t realize he was a priest until I was half-way through my rote patter about my novel, the Polish community of Hegewisch in 1920, and the character of Halina, based on my grandmother, who was “one heck of