The Roman Catholic Diocese of Santa Rosa in California (Latin: Dioecesis Sanctae Rosae in California) is an ecclesiastical territory or diocese of the Roman Catholic Church in the northern California region of the United States, named in honor of St. Rose of Lima. It comprises the Counties of Del Norte, Humboldt, Lake, Mendocino, Napa and Sonoma. Also known as the See of Santa Rosa in California, it is led by a bishop, currently Bishop Robert Francis Vasa, who pastors the motherchurch in the City of Santa Rosa, the Cathedral of Saint Eugene. (Bishop Walsh retired on June 30, 2011, and was succeeded by his coadjutor.)
The diocese was established on February 21, 1962 from portions of the Archdiocese of San Francisco and the Diocese of Sacramento.
Today, the See of Santa Rosa in California remains a suffragan of the ecclesiastical province of the Archdiocese of San Francisco. Its fellow suffragan dioceses include the Dioceses of Honolulu, Hawaii; Las Vegas, Nevada; Oakland, California; Reno, Nevada; Sacramento, California; Salt Lake City, Utah; San Jose, California and Stockton, California.
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