The Rev. Andrew Morvay

Before he entered the seminary, Father Morvay and my dad, Martin Griffin, worked together at New York Telephone. Years later, Father Morvay would use his July vacation to drive east and visit lots of people on Long Island, including my mom, Eleanor. Sometimes he’d say Mass at her house, and sometimes he’d pop in on her actual birthday – July 21. He gave me a piece of rock he’d gotten from visiting the Crazy Horse site. I have it in my living room. My husband Ed and I visited Father in 1992...

Father morvay was a very special person. I was a alter boy in the mid 1960's and remember he was quite the handy man, he was always doing the maintance himself to save the church money for more important causes I ran into him years later in martin sd.and he was the same great person i rembered from years past.Rest well father morvay you deserve it.

I remember Father Morvay as a special part of the Buffalo parish and our family (Hank and Vi Jones and family). I taught catechism and Father Morvay always made me feel special for doing this. If saints walk on this earth then he was surely one!

Father Morvay served our small country church when I was a small child, until I was a teen. From Father Morvay I learned the meaning of humility. He lived so simply and walked with the angels. Thank you, to his family, for sharing his special talents with the parishes in South Dakota. He was the perfect priest for the remote rural areas he served. I will pray for him always and thank God for sending such a special man to us. He is in Heaven now.

I have so many fond memories of Fr. Morvay. He ate Sunday dinners at our house for all the years he lived in Buffalo, SD. One of his "jobs" on those Sundays was to "inspect" the dishes we kids washed and dried. He made doing that chore much more fun. When he would return from his trips out to New York he would bring gifts to us kids. He had such a big heart. He gave me my first Bible-Good News-for graduation from high school. Fr. Morvay was very dedicated, kind, and patient. He always...

Requiescant in pace, Pater!