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Old school nuns

The broad cobblestoned street curved as you climbed, so I didn’t see the convent until I was standing before its huge iron gates. Its massive bulk loomed like a castle. Going to college in Rome felt grown up until the first time I went…

The family Rosary

I’ve long been thinking about the characteristics belonging to many of my friends and their families when we were growing up.  Some characteristics were expressions from the “auld country,” such as those used by the neighbors who had roots…