Dirty Habits
A few weeks ago, I drove Sister Mary Joseph, one of my Franciscan Sisters, to Chicago to visit one of her relatives. It was a blazing hot day, and let me be the first to tell you – when one wears a long, brown, polyester,...
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For My Little Sister
Our 10th grandchild, Lara Veronica, came into the world recently. I wrote the following poem for her as seen through the eyes of her 7-year-old sister. For My Little Sister Where did you come from, little baby? Not from the...
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