Just to say, even though I’m in the smallest parish in North America here in these back ridges of Appalachia, even though some other priests are aghast that anyone could be a priest in such a tiny community and would never accept coming here, or would flee as soon as they could (true), lemme do some truthing:
There are more people at just one Sunday Mass than are present in Saint Peter’s Basilica in Rome, in Our Lady of the Angels Cathedral in Los Angeles, in Saint Patrick’s Cathedral in New York… put… together. ;-)
Our dear Lord is Irony Incarnate, as it were, so to speak.
Also, I super love this parish. I love everything about it. And I grew up in the North Woods of Minnesota, so this super tiny town is metropolitan joy.
This priest has just waaaay tooo much fun. ;-)
ARISE! LET US BE GOING! 
The feelings are definitely mutual. You are a gift to the parish and beyond.
I am a couple of Archdioceses (Archdioci?) away, and I can corroborate that, Tom.