Nov 8, birthday of Dorothy Day, on my way to VA to give another talk about her and remembering the letter I wrote her on her 79 birthday, 44 years ago. (Thanks @jonmsweeney who found it in the @MarquetteU archives.)
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“Dear Dorothy, you say that love is an exchange of gifts. I could think of nothing that could adequately express my gratitude to you [than to say] my life has been immeasurably enriched by yr life; that if it had not been for certain accidents of Providence I might have lived...
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... out my [life] unaware of the courage, wisdom, and goodness of which the human heart is capable; that it has been the great privilege of my life to share with so many others in knowing and loving you.”

Nov 8, 2019 · 2:53 PM UTC

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In the moment we don’t always recognize the great encounters in our lives. At 20 I did not know that I would spend the rest of my life telling her story and honoring her witness. The exchange of gifts continues. “Happy birthday Dorothy!”
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