Fittingly, the first chaplet is on New Year's Day, at St. Ann's Chapel, where I was probably one of the first altar boys. I'll look for the pics of the (laughingly) cherubic looking redhead that served with Father Griffin, Father Lavin and a few others back in the day.
I wanted to have a specific purpose to my prayers today, but I couldn't do it. I'm still searching for what is at the heart of this project. I know it is something specific, but what exactly that is remains elusive.
I always preferred St. Ann's Church to our Chapel. It's the classic vs. modern argument. Something about old stained glass, and marble altars. I am hoping to capture some pictures from their to share at one point.
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