|Immaculate Conception, Salem, MA|
So today is her Feast day, a day to celebrate her as the Immaculate Conception. My church is called the Immaculate Conception, and it was the parish of not only my father, and his parents, but also his father's parents before him. My great grandparents helped to build this church. A generation of impoverished irish immigrants paid for its construction ( a miracle in and of itself), and they dedicated it to Mary.
I love going to Mass, knowing that my father, grandparents and great grandparents all attended Mass here. All our most solemn family events have been held here -- baptisms, marriages and funeral masses. I was confirmed here and stood on the same spot where where my brother and his wife joined in marriage, and the same spot where my father's casket stood in his funeral Mass. I have stood up as a godparent in this building many times. I have prayed here and wept here, and celebrated here one hundred times at least.
|View from the balcony, Immaculate Conception Church, Salem, MA|
|" I am the Immaculate Conception."|