What do 27 air mattresses, 19 young adults, 11 Sisters/Daughters of Charity, five and one-half bathrooms, 15 lbs of mashed potatoes, one parish food bank and clothing closet and three families moving back home have in common?
What do 27 air mattresses, 19 young adults, 11 Sisters/Daughters of Charity, five and one-half bathrooms, 15 lbs of mashed potatoes, one parish food bank and clothing closet and three families moving back home have in common?
This report reminds me of the first days of the Sisters in Virginia City in 1864. But there were only 3 of them back then, and quickly, over the next few months they acquired orphans due to mining cave-ins. They all lived and worked and ate and slept in one big room until a school was built.
I read their letters from back then. They laughed a lot over stuff that would have scared me–like falling down the backsteps in the Winter, followed by a baby landing square in the lap of one the girls who had fallen in a mighty pile of snow.
Collaboration was woven into their being even then because necessity called for it. gh