Yes, Father Gary (that’s his last name) is our only priest. We have five Masses on a typical weekend, and he usually gets a substitute for one of them. Yesterday there was another priest (”Father A.J.,” a little Canadian gnome from over in South Carolina) for the off-site service at a high school. However, it was still a marathon for Fr. Gary.
He could probably have used a nap while Bob gave a sermon!
And I feel assured that he would have gotten a wake-up call afterward!