Ramona Darling –

I love you. You have given me no end of joy in the knowledge of your love. Special graces are flowing our way. I fear, sometimes, the terrific force and responsibility of the flow of grace in our souls. Yet at the same time I run forth for more, partly heedless of my ability to possess it. But always I try to gather grace for you too. I want you to have more, and still more spiritual comfort. We have a saint, very definitely, on our side. Will you mind the responsibility of growing in spiritual life? Today our Saint told me he would remember your mother in his petitions. And I reminded him that I expected him to do much for all those I turned over to him to look after. Today I took seventy men to him, most of them received communion at his hand. Afterwards, I arranged for a meeting with him where he spoke to them and gave his blessing. I had bought rosaries & medals which he blessed and gave out to each one. I hope my part will be acceptable as good.

I can hardly describe the scenes today. I know joy was brought to many, and many will be stronger from here on out. Before, I left Padre kissed my cheek. I hope that Saintly kiss has a worthy cheek. Please don’t mention this. If I had freedom to act I could have a stream of men from our camps go to that holy man, seeking his council, and thereby living better lives. But there are, unfortunately, some serious obstacles. Oh, darling, you must wait until I get home to get any idea of so many things. Letters and restrictions will not permit full descriptions now. But I’ll bring home much to tell you. I regret that I will not have opportunity to visit Rome and many other shrines. I must be content and content I can be, in drinking deep at the one great shrine which I have found. I am sure much good is forthcoming not only for us, but for many of our friends.

 All my love is for you dear,

Bill