I used to get mad that no one introduced me, during 35 years of being an Episcopal minister, to the writings of James Gould Cozzens. Here was a man who wrote in detail and insight about the inner workings of Episcopal parishes, Episcopal clergy and Episcopal people. In novels like The Last Adam, Men and Brethren, By Love Possessed, and Morning Noon and Night, the Episcopal Church figured, again and again and again. And the portraits were accurate.
Just one glance at pages 289-294 of “The Last Adam”, published in 1933, offered the exact insight I needed to get through the funerals I kept being called upon to perform. Why, I kept asking, do these funerals seem to be all the same: one dead Episcopalian, a tribe of adult children who are hippies or Buddhists (and sometimes both), and a generation of grand-children who have never been inside the church of their ancestors? Through reading Cozzens’ explanation of why the character ‘Virginia Banning’ would never go to church again, I found the answer.
But you may not have a Mr. Hill. You may have to settle for a writer who knew it all, from the inside out. You’re able to have his excellent novels, with characters such as ‘Mr. Cudlipp’, Rector of St. Ambrose on the Upper East Side; ‘Dr. Lamb’, Rector of Holy Innocents four blocks west; “Canon Conway”, that ‘hell of an Anglo-Catholic’ (the quote is from “Morning Noon and Night”); Mrs. Banning of the Altar Guild in New Winton, Connecticut, together with her Senior Warden husband; Elmer Abbott, the dedicated but underpaid organist/choirmaster of Christ Church, Brocton, PA; and ‘Dr. “Whit” Trowbridge’, Rector of Christ Church. You’ve got those people — we’ve got those people — to instruct us.







