It’s a curious thing, but every time fall starts to set in seriously, I am seized by the urge to reread my Francis Parkman.  This year is no exception: I pulled out the first volume of his France and England In North America on Friday and am already up to the point in The Jesuits In North America In The 17th Century where poor St. Isaac Jogues sets off on his return to the Mohawks.

It must have something to do with the association of cold wind, dank leaves and Canada.

Which reminds me: A few years back, somebody (I forget who) posted on a collection of Catholic Halloween costumes.  One of the pics featured a little boy dressed as a Jesuit missionary and the poster had added the caption, “Just add Hurons!”

That made me laugh and laugh.  And it still does every time I think about it.