A teenage boy named David grew up on a farm during the Great Depression in the 1930s, and he had a big, black Scottish shepherd whom he named Teddy. Teddy was totally devoted to David, and would do anything for his master; he ran to greet him each...
With cause I return to the scurrilously inflected Saint Cajetan of Thiene/Sister Laura Mignani allusion in Gabriel García Márquez’s virulently anti-Catholic, 1994 novel Of Love and Other Demons, a reference that I first...
Once there was an unhappily married woman—we’ll call her Jane—who, at a young age, had married a handsome, dashing, but self-centered man we’ll call Alphonse. Her family and friends had warned her that Alphonse had a mean, dominating...
Once upon a time, in a kingdom known for its peace and prosperity, everyone was happy and friendly. There was little crime there, and the few people who broke the law were punished quickly and severely. One day a poor man stole a loaf of bread to...
Early in the 20th century, there was a man in Scotland—we’ll call him Owen—who, as a boy of fifteen, had fallen and broken his back. As a result, he was confined to his bed for the next forty years, all the while in terrible pain. Nevertheless, his...
“For us, after God, the greatest love is Poland” – Bl. Stefan Wyszyński In the sixteenth century St. John of the Cross said: “The Lord has always revealed the treasures of his wisdom and his spirit to mortals, but now that evil is...
We are often confronted by painful reminders of how the culture of death is hardening the hearts of many and, thus, devastating our country and large portions of the world also in ways not readily evident. If some of us need evidence of this...
My mom, Helen Moyse Borst died on March 11th after battling Alzheimer’s for several years. I never give the year but simply say 3/11 because she died exactly six months before the terrorists attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon. She...
