Jeanie Hannaman

By Randy Hain, Integrated Catholic Life - I remember a particularly poignant question my younger son asked me once during a visit from his grandfather. On the Saturday afternoon of my dad’s visit, my son and I were throwing the baseball outside while my father was taking a short nap in his room.  I can always tell when one of my boys has something on his mind. So I probed and asked him if everything was all right.  He responded with, “Dad, remember when we talked about what it means to be successful a few weeks ago?  Is Papa successful?”

By Antonia Salzano and Andrea Acutis, Catholic Exchange - I remember an event from that last summer we spent in Santa Margherita Ligure. After dinner, while Carlo was finishing his summer vacation homework, we received a phone call. It was one of his female friends. Carlo, wanting to be discreet and not disturb me [Antonia] as I worked, stepped aside. But despite this, I could hear his words clearly. So, without wanting to, I overheard him. I had never eavesdropped on other people’s conversations. And I’m not a nosy mother. But that evening, overhearing what he said was unavoidable.