After Blessed Tenure on Island, the Rev. Jerry Fritz Moves On

Last Tuesday, Gerald Fritz’s day started off a lot like every other. Around half past 10 he embarked on a leisurely stroll from his four-bedroom parsonage on South Water street and crossed town to the Espresso Love coffee shop.

Before he’d rounded the corner by the courthouse, he spotted a young acquaintance. “’Sup, Jerry?” the man greeted him. “How you behaving?” Jerry asked. They high-fived and continued on in opposite directions.