Category: Columns

To Gary Potter

The following brief poem came to the author this morning… Our hopes for early glory fail, The causes that we fought for die; Still avidly His Cross we hail, In silhouette against the sky.

Going on Pilgrimage!

The Slaves of the Immaculate Heart of Mary are going on pilgrimage. The Brothers and Sisters are leaving in a little while for Lake George, New York, to rendezvous with other pilgrims coming from near and far for the twenty-fourth … Continue reading