tives ministry in Los Angeles that
Boyle has given his life to.
Boyle begins with funny stories
about his homies, and the audience
is laughing hard. He is the quintessential Irish storyteller. These middle-class Toledoans—most of whom
have never met a tattooed gangbanger with a prison record—are
starting to feel like they can relate to
the characters in Boyle’s tales.
A young woman at the Homegirl
The priest’s timing is perfect, and he
Cafe, which employs high-risk,
formerly gang-involved women
(and where “waitresses with atti-
tude serve you,” Boyle quips), once
obliviously waited on Diane Ke-
aton. Boyle details the incident with
Keaton: “ ‘You seem familiar,” the
waitress says. She’s a big girl, ‘been
there, done that’ tattooed on her, a
felon parolee. ‘Wait a minute! I feel
like I know you from somewhere,
like maybe we’ve met?’ the waitress
Keaton demurred, says Boyle.
nails the punch line: “ ‘Now I know
it! We was locked up together!’ ”
The crowd roars.
Boyle deftly weaves together humor,
theology, and social justice. His
He wears on his
sleeve his affection for
the mostly male, Hispanic
gang members that he
ministers to. He gives
to his homies, and he
receives from them their
love and energy.
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OF THE MISSION,
Years of Service
Rev. John Maher, C.M.
Rev. Jim Osendorf, C.M.
MEN ON A MISSION SERVING CHRIST IN THE POOR
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