“We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can fly only by embracing one another.”~~~author unknown.
As a Catholic child I was raised in the Church when Masses were still in Latin, and reverence was a mighty force. We were taught by the nuns that each of us has a guardian angel sent by God to watch over us and to keep us safe. We were to envision our angel sitting upon our shoulder, especially when we were afraid.
This certainly helped when I was convinced at the …

One of my earliest and most profound memories as a child was playing outdoors when I was about five years old. I looked up at a blue sky and saw something that even I knew was incredulous. There were three cameos, large but not too large; colorful but not too colorful, and they were there as though placed by God Himself for the world to see. One cameo was God, looking powerful but benevolent. The one beside it was Jesus, looking tender and welcoming. The third cameo was The Holy …

I was such an innocent kid. But then aren’t all children until they reach an age of reasoning and ponder some reflections of their youth? Some reflections bring a smile, some a shudder and some just have me shaking my head. Here are a few of my reflections:
My mother: An intelligent woman of style, class and grace. But mothers leave their marks, don’t they? For example, she would tell me to “go take a long walk on a short pier,” or “sing solo, so low I can’t hear you,” or …