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As depicted, in this sculpture by Charles
Keck (dedicated five years after the priest’s death), Fr. Duffy is far-seeing and
resolute, and he was like that in civilian life, too, against adversaries
within and without the Church he guarded. One of the manifold marvelous bits in
Peter Quinn’s 1930s detective novel, The Hour of the Cat, is a short
section on Fr. Duffy in peacetime. Early in the 20th century, the
priest had been exiled from his position as an editor at a theological journal
for progressive opinions that ran afoul of the New York Archdiocese. By the end of his life,
as pastor of Holy Cross Church, he was giving himself,
characteristically, as unselfishly as he had on the fields of France, only this
time to the skid-row denizens of Hell's Kitchen.
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