Editorial

AS WE near the feast of St. Anthony, I would like to tell you about a special encounter I had a few years ago which might be appreciated, especially by movie lovers...

SHE WAS 16 and certainly not very attractive, so much so that her companions in the institute where she lived called her “Ugly Mary” behind her back...

Suddenly, a young woman approached me and said, “May I talk to you, Father? I would like to tell you my story...

FATHER Giuseppe Ungaro, who as you might remember is 99 years old and sits next to me during meals, often talks about Padre Pio...

I HAVE just returned from a brief visit to the Euganean Hills, which stand not far from Padua in the heart of the Veneto Region...

No, it's not a mistake. I was not supposed to write ‘St. Anthony’s Bread’...