Without the Sisters of St. Joseph, I might not be standing here.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I didn't have a teacher like Sister Mary Ignatius.
I wasn't with Joseph, but I believe him. My faith did not come to me through science, and I will not permit so-called science to destroy it.
I was born at St. John's, where they lived for a short time.
We were now, as I before mentioned, upon this St. Joseph's trail. It was evident, by the traces, that large parties were a few days in advance of us; and as we too supposed them to be Mormons, we had some apprehension of interruption.
Mormonism is a little different, but I still see them as brothers in Christ.
I think I am the oldest member and have been in good standing longer than any other member of this church.
I like visiting people's homes on Saint Joseph's Day, when people set up altars, serve food as a tribute to the saint, and invite the public - I enjoy that much more than Mardi Gras.
If I had been the Virgin Mary, I would have said 'No.'
I was the big, bossy older sister, full of enthusiasms, mad fantasies, desperate urges to be famous, and anxious to be a saint - a settled sort of saint, not one who might have to suffer or die for her faith.
We were now arrived at the close of our solitary journeyings along the St. Joseph's trail.