Prayers on the run

By Joan Sauro, CSJ

All of my life I have been running. In our family album there is a picture of me in diapers with my left arm in a sling. Big tears run down my cheeks. Not yet a year old, I had been running in my aunt’s house, slipped on the high gloss and broken my arm.

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Final acts

By Joan Sauro, CSJ

An aging priest, an 80-year-old husband and a professor emerita do not look away as aging destroys the memories of those they hold dear.

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Look who's watching

By Joan Sauro, CSJ

“You are the eyes and ears of the neighborhood,” the police chief tells us at the neighborhood watch meeting. “Law enforcement counts on you to report any unusual activity.”

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