"He instinctively can find the shining greatness of our American culture and does a good job of highlighting it (although he also does have those rare lapses when he writes about hockey, but that is something caused by impurities in the Eastern waters or something)." Erik Keilholtz
Under the patronage of St. Tammany
Mark C. N. Sullivan is an editor at a Massachusetts university. He is married and the father of three children. Email
Our daughter made her First Communion this past Saturday, which accounts for the theme of this post. She received as a present from her godmother (my eldest sister) a holy medal her godmother had received on the occasion of her own First Communion, 57 years ago today.
Another POD gift was a little plastic holy water font from Ireland now nailed to her bedroom door jamb. After Mass on Sunday we collected some holy water from the takeout urn in the church foyer. A lady behind us said when she was a girl, her mother would sprinkle holy water around the house whenever a thunderstorm threatened, to prevent lightning strikes. Apparently it worked.
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