I am THRILLED that they may be swimming the Tiber.
The Chaplain to this order used to be rector of the Ultramontane, More-Roman-than-Rome parish in Atlanta.
They were considering crossing the Tiber as a parish back in 2003, and while we were visiting trying to find a new church, I had a long chat with him.
The parish ultimately decided not to decamp for Rome - and the bishop here harassed and bullyragged them to such an extent that the rector finally just gave up in exhaustion.
I discovered, purely by happenstance, that a "volunteer" who answered the phone for the parish was actually a communicant at MY loony-left former parish, and hand in glove with our assistant rector to spy on the parish for the bishop. I was in line waiting to go in with the processional when I overheard the assistant rector and this woman yukking it up about how they were putting one over on the parish . . . . it simply sped our departure from ECUSA, needless to say.
The bishop forcibly installed his own man as rector after the old rector left, and I think the parish is headed for extinction. The age of the average parishioner is somewhere north of 65, and their numbers are dwindling. They have an ASA now of just over 40, and they've been in steady decline since 2000.
Of course, the decline has NOTHING to do with the fact that the church buildings sit on the last prime piece of real estate in a very trendy intown neighborhood . . . no, nothing at all . . . .
It would be interesting (and providential) if this chaplain found himself in Rome after all!
Intriguing . . . not that I'm nosy or anything, but would said unspecified be edifying to the rest of us? ;-)