not just of his father , now he an orphan , mother dead on his thirteenth birthdaya rhythm of birthing and dying which was not yet imprinted upon his being , just markers in memorys recall : datesthis day : the latin phrasehe himself had sung , intoned this dirge often , serving , as was his calling : sister clementine pointing at himno words , just the finger ... he knowing it as gods finger ... so he had come , joined the select few , chosen to be servers : altar-boyssacrifice he knew it all as , whether it was a daily mass with bloodless bread and wine or a wedding feast with the submission : surrender of body and soul , or the solemn funeral with the offering of ones life as father doomactually , dombrowski , but his penchant for officiating at just about every funeral at saint vincents got it shortened to doomall was sacrifice ... gazing up at the crucified one , not lost on frank that it was a crucified sontoday , he : crucified son .