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Sister Barbara Marie Stritt
...commentary by sharing a brief autobiography that Sister Barbara Marie had written. Some excerpts follow: “Born on Feb. 15, 1917, in Indianapolis, I arrived just a day too late to be my dad’s Valentine or my mother’s birthday gift. I was their first child of five girls,” wrote Sister Barbara Marie, whose parents were Carl and Pearl Yeazell Stritt. Educated at St. Anthony and St. Joan of Arc elementary schools in Indianapolis, Christine Josephine Stritt attended St. John Academy and...
Sister Marianne Mader
...until March 6 on my dad’s birthday. They took me back to church and did the whole ceremony. The priest, he’s still alive, said to my mother, “You never know. She might grow up to be something after all. You can never look at them at this stage and wonder if she’s going to make it.” So, you know, I feel like my whole life is providential. I could see in the sisters that they were happy and that looked...
The power of this place
...where people gave their lives for a greater cause. The place where something happened or where someone lived or encountered God in a special way all become very exceptional and distinct places. It has always been so. As we well know, this is not limited to the world of the sacred. On John Lennon’s birthday visitors come to the Strawberry Fields in Central Park in New York City, set aside with a donation of a million dollars by Yoko Ono....
Young sisters today: Vatican II through education
...history of Vatican II and the changes that came of it, she has little recollection of it — except that Vatican II opened on her eighth birthday. She said the 50th anniversary of Vatican II and the class is, “a great opportunity to reflect on what happened then. People born since then don’t have a clue what a watershed moment this was. It was a miracle that it happened. … The whole image of God changed.” Sister Janice, who is...
Sister Beatrice Hoberg (formerly Sister Mary Canice)
...where among other things, she worked with the Providence High School Alumni Office. Finally in 1996 she moved to Saint Mary-of-the-Woods, where she volunteered for many duties. One of her activities here was working with the birthday party for the sisters in their 90’s. One year, according to Sister Charles, Bea and Brendan created pictures of each of the sisters celebrating, with the word, “fantastic” by each sister’s picture. Unfortunately, there was a spelling error on half of the pictures,...
Grandma’s rituals: Holy Week & Easter 2013
...this particular cake at Eastertime. Since my brother’s birthday often fell very close to Easter, I guessed that Grandma baked the lamb cake as a special treat for Johnny — who loved yellow cake and coconut. Wrong! And really wrong! Grandma was genuinely amazed that I had so thoroughly missed the point. “Have you never heard of the Lamb of God?” she exclaimed. Can’t remember if I had or hadn’t; but, like any self-respecting kid, I said something like “oh...
Sister Conrad Monrad
...in her commentary on the life of Sister Conrad Monrad who died June 28, 2013. Practically everyone I have spoken with the past few days about her has said the same thing: Conrad was peaceful, kind, gentle and gracious, an easy person to be with. Sister Cathy Buster recalled her making wonderful dish cloths as gifts for birthdays or Christmas, along with a bit of sweets. And, of course, she is remembered as a fine, helpful teacher; as Sister Ellen...
Sister Frances Joan Baker
...told me about the good parts of being a Sister and that I would always be with holy and intelligent women. She didn’t know all the blessings I would have. I feel it was much harder for my mother to give me up than it was for me to leave, because I wanted to come here. I came to the Sisters of Providence in January of my sophomore year of high school — a month before my 16th birthday —...
Surrounded by the dead
...and so annoyed my grandmother. He suffered a stroke one day while varnishing a hardwood floor in my family’s new house. Grandpa never recovered. He spent a good number of years bedridden from the effects of the stroke. He was cared for by my Aunt Eleanor and parents, and other relatives who lived nearby until he died on my birthday. During a past Mass on All Saints Day, the Sisters of Providence fill window sills of the Church of the...
Gathering celebrates hidden women from scripture
...Coachella Valley. Also attending were Providence in the Desert volunteers, including 9-year-old Monica. It was her first time to hear of these little-known women of Hebrew Scripture and women of Christian Scripture. Selected readings and songs of praise honored our foremothers in faith who were witnesses, leaders, deacons, prophetesses, theologians: holy women of our past lineage whose stories we never hear read in our church. An evening meal followed with cake & ice cream to celebrate Marilu Covani’s birthday. It...
Sister Joanna Brown (formerly Sister Louis Marie)
...first hung up on the Owen’s giveaway rack for sisters and staff to peruse, she later bagged and sent on to The Helping Hands. Joanna took Holy Communion to St. Mary’s Village Church’s shut-in parishioners for a number of years. Some other home jobs she enjoyed were doing wash for the kitchen and visitors’ rooms; being substitute treasurer for her Owens Community; any hospitality needs; helping to serve at monthly birthday dinners (as a matter of fact, the September dinner...
Stephanie Salter: “When you’re drawn, you’re drawn”
...When my husband, Bill, and I received special permission in 2011 to be married in the chapel in Owens Hall, we invited every Sister of Providence in Terre Haute to the Mass. Those who attended elevated the happiness and holiness of our amazing day beyond our dreams. So, too, did the extraordinary power of the SPs and their land transform my 60th birthday into a precious reflection of my past and present. For three days, I retreated in the Luking...