I had a wonderful Lyft driver this evening. He was pretty cool. First off, he was a safe driver. That’s a win already!
Second, the conversation went pretty well as soon as we got in the car. We ask him how his day was going (the usual chit chat that happens in these Lyft experiences), and he shares how his friend just moved here from Italy and how he is having difficulty adjusting to the culture here. From the obsession with cell phones, and taking pictures of food (guilty), to not operating with a collectivist mindset, to being merely preoccupied with one’s self…there are many differences that I can imagine one would face, upon finding a new “home” in the US. We then started talking about the Philippines, and our Filipino heritage.
He shared how he worked with some Filipinas in his old workplace and while they were nice, these three ladies just ran the place. He elaborated to say, “They were very friendly, but if they needed something done, we knew we had to get it done!” Typical! I asked him if they at least fed him well, and he said, “Oh yeah! Italians and Filipinos. They are very good at food!” We laughed.
We started getting close to our destination, but I asked him if he knew where Codogno, Italy is. Did I know? Not really. But I hear Italy, and I think Mother Cabrini (obviously). I then shared with him how “My favorite saint is St. Francis Xavier Cabrini. She’s the patronness saint of immigrants.” He then said, “Oh yes, Mother Cabrini! She’s great! She got things done all over Chicago!” He continued, “When I used to hang out with my friends in Chicago, and if someone was all trying to get people to do things, we would say, “Who do you think you are? Mother Cabrini?”
Immediately, I knew he was for real! We then talked about immigration and how Mother Cabrini’s intercession could be used right about….NOW. I don’t doubt for one second that she has ever left though. Which is a good thing. Not in a creepy way, but in a…Mother Cabrini is always ever-present kinda way.
Anything immigration related (i.e. passports, visas, travel..parking spots <– Mother Cabrini, Mother Cabrini, don’t be a meanie. Help me find a parking spot for my machiney!), Mother Cabrini is your girl.
St. Francis Xavier Cabrini, pray for us.