When I was a child, perhaps 11 or 12 years old, my mother came home from church or a prayer meeting – some religious gathering – with a manila envelope. She said the photos inside were disturbing, and asked if I wanted to see them. I said yes.
February is Catholic Press Month, and as the editor of a Catholic newspaper, it’s my job to write a column celebrating the Catholic press.
Advent, Christmas, New Year’s. It is natural to assess one’s happiness this time of year.
Last September, I wrote a story on a friend’s decade-long struggle with drug abuse. Now, I feel the time has come to tell you the ending.
Although February is Catholic press month, the feast day of St. Francis de Sales, patron saint of Catholic writers and journalists, is Jan. 24.
Blessings come in many forms, some more intimidating than others.
I love to look at beautiful things. Materialism isn’t my vice – I don’t want to own all of them – but when the mundane day-to-day drags me down, I need a burst of beauty to regain creativity.
When our new reporter, Jenny Snarski, is out on the road in our diocese, she often meets Catholics who don’t get the paper.
You can see the deepening of faith in the eyes. I was thinking that Sunday while chatting with Sr. Trish Erickson at the Carmelite monastery in Hudson. I interviewed Sr. Trish in 2015, before her first profession of vows; she will profess her final vows in April. Sr. Trish was a pleasure to speak with …
Last week during our staff meeting, Marcy, Anita and I were talking about Christmas. We commented on people’s demeanor, and agreed many of the people we are encountering are just not in a good mood.