St. Stanislaus Bishop and Martyr’s Church on 7th Street. I’m not sure when this 911 memorial plaque was put up, but since the iron fence was removed for the renovation of the front of the church, I had a good close-up shot of it.
While getting this shot from 11th Street, a guy from the neighborhood told me everybody knew Father Mancini stashed away the collection money somewhere in the brick walls of the church. Maybe that’s why they are taking it apart brick by brick. Are they preserving any of the architectural decorations?
I’ve lived in this neighborhood for over thirty years. When I first moved here I could see this church’s clock tower from my bedroom window. Now it is obscured by the early glass and steel invader Red Square. This is the first time I entered the church. I was walking past it this morning and the doors were wide open.
Coming from the church of St. Brigid – St. Emeric this procession in honor of the Peruvian saint Martin de Porres took a glacial pace around the block. Men dressed in purple took turns lifting and swaying this apparently very heavy devotional object decorated in gold and silver. Martin was the illegitimate offspring of a nobleman and a former slave, born 1579. He was canonized on May 6, 1962, by Pope John XXIII. Sunday May 5 was the last day of his 50th anniversary year. He is the saint of interracial harmony. Amazing music from Banda Armonia del Peru, which seems peppered with some jazz hipster session players.
This woman carrying this cup of burning incense was the only woman I noticed in the ceremony.
Coming from the Church of St. Brigid – St. Emeric, just east of Tompkins Square Park, this procession of Roman soldiers beat Jesus as he made his way around the neighborhood and back to the church. The loud whip cracks were made by striking the cross not the actor.