Oops, My Bad

Carla and I were married in Rome, by Father Peter Jacobs, a great man and one of the most genuinely spiritual people I've ever known. He once got in trouble in New York, where he was the chaplain of the N.Y. Fire Department, for defying the Church. An elderly Catholic woman had remained unmarried and spent her life tending to her mother after all her siblings had gone off to start their own families. She was in her 70's when her mother died. It turned out she and the mother's Jewish doctor, then in his 80's, had fallen in love but had kept it a secret for years. They decided to marry, and in deference to his fiancee's wishes the doctor agreed to do it in the Catholic Church. But the New York diocese denied permission when on principle he wouldn't agree that "any children born of the union would be raised as Catholics." What was the chance they were going to produce offspring? So they came to Father "Jake," and he married them regardless.