Appreciation: Fr. John Catoir was more than a family friend: he was family, while not by birth but for sure by love. My family adopted Father John, or he adopted us. Love works both ways.
Soul Seeing: My brother Oliver died 41 years ago of pneumonia in my mother's arms. He was on his back in his bed for 32 years. He never moved. He was rolled back and forth and bathed each day. Oliver made me a better man. He was my guardian angel.
For all our faults and woes, and for all our strengths and victories there has been always in America the hope of freedom, the breaking away from tyranny and the consideration of a better world where life and liberty are sown together in a single pattern of unity and goodness.
