“church organist for the past twenty-one years, stroked the last notes of “Faith of Our Fathers.” The next several minutes were ritual Catholic routine—up, down, sit, up, down, sit. When the calisthenics ended, Father Benedict stood before the pulpit and… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“His deep voice rose with the conviction reminiscent of a newly ordained priest. “Do we choose those to be judged or those who may cast a stone? And if we do, are we not committing a sin far greater than… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“The man possessed a communal strength of body and soul, coupled with endless compassion and a desire to help the less fortunate of mind… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“But it wasn’t the high foreheads, the flat noses, the half protrusion of thick lips that pulled Christine in, held her there, as she… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“But God doesn’t make bad things happen or necessarily stop them from happening. What He does do is give us strength to understand and… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“Anybody that’s ever loved has been hurt, some worse than others. Hearts ripped, trust gone, even hope tossed in the trash.” Those eyes grew… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“A mother knows her children’s weaknesses, even if she sometimes refuses to acknowledge them.” — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“It was true that one could be more alone with someone than by oneself.” — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“You can’t catch a creature like that anymore than you can catch a person. You can only create an environment they might want to… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“her form of prayer and her mother’s were not the same. Virginia Romano recited Hail Mary’s and Our Fathers, clicking rosary beads like a… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
“But a mother sees her child’s shortcomings, even if she doesn’t admit to them very often.” — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
