by Cullen Schippe
I lived for a while in Hollywood. Actually, I was one zip code east of Hollywood, but I was close enough. The parish church I attended definitely was in Hollywood. One source of cheap entertainment in those days was a stroll along Hollywood Boulevard’s Walk of Fame.
Embedded in the sidewalk every few feet is a star celebrating a famous person of film, stage, television, radio, or recording. Four or five times a year, a new star is added in a short ceremony that invariably makes the 6:00 p.m. local news. In a town where celebrity counts for everything, the stars in the sidewalk take on an almost “sacramental” quality.