In her homily at Sister Mary Rita McSweeney’s funeral on September 15, 2017, Sister Attracta Kelly remembered Sister Mary Rita as a woman who – true to what Jesus asks in the selected Gospel reading – had been deeply committed to helping “the least” in society.
Sister Attracta related a story that Sister Mary Rita had shared with one of their crowd about a homeless man whom she saw every day on her way to work. Rather than passing him by, she would stop to talk with him, and eventually she found him housing and hired him in her ministry.
“As in Mary Rita’s example, it starts by opening our eyes and hearts to the suffering of other human beings,” Sister Attracta said. “The key is to resist the temptation to look the other way or to take refuge in apathy rather than to journey with the open eye and the open heart.”
Read more about Sister Mary Rita (pdf)
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When through one woman
A little more love and goodness
A little more light and truth
Come into the world
Then that woman’s life had meaning.
That quote, found among Sister Marion Coppe’s belongings, formed the beginning of Sister Joan Delaplane’s homily at Sister Marion’s funeral on September 2, 2017.
“What an apt and succinct description of our beloved Marion’s life!” said Sister Joan, a longtime friend of Marion’s. “If I were a wise and humble Dominican Preacher, I would sit down now with the realization that Marian has already provided today’s homily hidden in her very organized belongings. It is one thing to ‘choose life’ as Deuteronomy admonishes,* and Marion did; but to choose a life of deep love, sensitivity, and generosity is a whole other thing.”
Read more about Sister Marion (pdf)
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“Because I was born on December 6, 1919, I always knew in an unexpressed smug little way that I had something a bit more special than anyone else in my little world: MY birthday was on St. Nicholas Day. Santa Claus himself and I had a celebration in common.”
So begins the autobiography of Sister Susanne Hofweber, the second of six children born to August and Emily (Campbell) Hofweber. Baptized as Elizabeth Jane, she was the middle child of a set of three – with August (called Jack) the oldest and sister Dorothy born a year and a half after her – that was followed by a baby brother, Jimmy, who died at birth. Later, two more children, Billy and Marian, came into the family. ...
Sister Susanne was nine years old when the Great Depression hit. Her father lost his business and eventually the family was evicted from their home. As time went on, August was able to rebuild a business and even held two patents, one for the first self-contained domestic water heater and another for a process that allowed graphite to be used as a lubricant. With other investors, he was able to build that process into a thriving oil-refining company.
Read more about Sister Susanne (pdf).
Sister Kay Muzzy, known also as Sister Angela Patrice, was born in Iron Mountain in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, on August 9, 1947. She was the first of four children born to Kenneth and Angela (Quadrani) Muzzy. Kenneth George, Jr., Larry John, and Terrence Raymond were her brothers.
Shortly after Sister Kay’s birth, the family moved to L’Anse on the Keweenaw Peninsula in Upper Michigan. At that time, her father was a pilot for American Airlines and owned a small airport on the outskirts of L’Anse, a village in northwest Michigan. Sister Kay’s mother was a registered nurse who began her career in Iron Mountain. Her parents met in the local hospital after her dad suffered injuries in a plane crash. Sister Kay wrote, “Mom was assigned as Dad’s personal nurse and there began a romance that led to marriage.”
As a registered nurse, Sister Kay’s mother was instrumental in helping her live a normal childhood. When Sister Kay was in kindergarten, she wore a brace and one day during recess someone called her a cripple. Her mother reassured her she was not crippled. Sister Kay said, “That’s pretty much how I live my life…not crippled.”
Read more about Sister Kay (pdf)
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