Roman Catholic Diocese of Alexandria in Louisiana

Roman Catholic Diocese Of Alexandria In Louisiana

The Diocese of Alexandria is the Roman Catholic diocese for central Louisiana, based in Alexandria, with its see at St. Francis Xavier Cathedral. It encompasses the parishes, or counties, of Avoyelles, Rapides, Vernon, Natchitoches, Winn, Caldwell, Madison, Franklin, Tensas, Concordia, Cathoula, Lasalle, and Grant.

The current Bishop of the Diocese is Ronald Paul Herzog, who was appointed to the office on November 4, 2004. Bishop Herzog was formally installed on January 5, 2005. Prior to becoming Bishop, he had been a priest of the Biloxi, Mississippi diocese since 1977.

Sam Jacobs was Bishop from July 1, 1989 to August 1, 2003. In August 2003 he was made the Bishop of the Diocese of Houma-Thibodaux, Louisiana. From August 2003 to November 2004, the Diocese of Alexandria did not have a resident Bishop. The diocese was led during this time by Bishop William B. Friend of the Shreveport, Louisiana diocese, who served as the Apostolic Administrator for the diocese.

The corporate title of the diocese is The Diocese of Alexandria. The Latin title of the diocese is Dioecesis Alexandrina in Louisiana.

Read more about Roman Catholic Diocese Of Alexandria In Louisiana:  History, Ordinaries of The Diocese, High Schools

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