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Note: At age 18 she became a Catholic nun & entered the semi-cloistered order known as the Religious of the Sacred Heart. This order had schools (called convents) all over the world and devoted itself mainly to teaching children of affluent parents. She earned her BA & MA degrees in Education.
Her Aunt, Anna, and her Great Aunt, Pauline,and her Sister Rita Dacia had also been nuns in this same order.
"DOLORES" taught at many schools in the U.S. - Noroton, CN; Miami, FL; Chevy Chase, MD; Newton, MA, etc. She also served as a receptionist for many years at the Apostolic Delegate's Office in Washington, D.E.
Even in 1997, at age 85, she continues her vocational work by teaching at the school called Kensington in Bloomfield Hills, MI.
***************** PRAYERS: Our sister, Mary Dolores VA, RSCJ, went to see Our Lord on Wednesday, thirteen days before her 93rd Birthday which would have occurred on March 29 2005. Present at the funeral Mass in Albany, NY, were Agnes, George, Dacia, Mary Do, KC, Karon, Dirkie, Peter, Kandy, George VA S., Cindy & I. In addition, present at the wake were John, Frances, Wally, Tara & Trey. The Mass was beautiful, as well as a sermon about the presence of the Holy Spirit which was delivered by George. The singing of the nuns was angelic. She was laid to rest in the cemetery adjoining the convent at Kenwood. A remembrance was then held in the assembly room, where family members and the nuns recalled the nice incidents in Dolores' life. Administrator Sr. Meg Canty said she was the superior at Bloomfield Hills where Dolores was and then again at Albany. She said Dolores told her at Albany that if she knew how nice she really was (at Bloomfield), she would have loved her more. Cindy told about Dolores greeting Pope John Paul II at the Apostolic Delegate's Office in Washington. She asked him to bless Willie, who had some problems in his head. The Pope, not completely understanding what she said, laid his hand on Dolores' forehead and blessed her head.
At our table at lunch Sr."Bunny" Flick told two stories. (1) A man heard a knock on his door, but nobody was there. As he was closing the door, he looked down and saw a snail that said "Hello." He picked up the snail and threw it on his lawn. Three years later, the man went to answer a knock on his door and, again, no one was there. He looked down and saw the same snail, who said "Now, what was that all about?" (2) (a true story) On a scorching-hot day, two men were driving through Montana and were passing a bunch of towns that had difficult-sounding Indian names. In one town they decided to stop for ice cream and bet that whoever could pronounce town's name right could have the other buy the ice cream. So, after they entered the store, one man asked the clerk "What place is this?" and would he pronounce it real, real slow. So, the clerk stares at them and says "Da..r..ee Que..en."
A highlight on our trip back was seeing a dead, black cow on the NY Thruway. We also saw 25 deer.
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