Sunday being a lovely day and wanting to escape the football furor, we performed a corporal work of mercy and visited a relative in rehab at St. Joseph's Villa in Chestnut Hill. This modern eight story building houses retired nuns and others needing medical care. The Sisters of St. Joseph (SSJ) educated me in my formative years and I had three relatives in the order. Their grapevine was fantastic - you couldn't make a move that wasn't known to all in the convent. Our second grade teacher was Sister Paschal SSJ - all of twenty-one years of age and we seventy children to monitor - that meant 140 galoshes - and we all went home for lunch. She ended her days in that same Villa and probably is a candidate for sainthood.
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