The Quiet Legacy of Father Edmund
If you ever found yourself wandering through the old downtown area on a Sunday morning, you probably caught a glimpse of Father Edmund standing by the heavy oak doors of the chapel, waving at passersby like they were old friends he hadn't seen in years. He wasn't the kind of guy who waited for people to come to him; he was always out there, right in the thick of things, usually with a slightly lopsided grin and a pair of reading glasses hanging precariously from one ear. ...