All My Heroes Are Nuns

Obituaries | Jacksonville.com. I was sorry to learn of the passing of Sister Margaret Victor, the Sisters of St. Joseph nun who terrorized me into obedience and studiousness in the Sixth Grade at St. Paul's School in Jacksonville, Florida in the 1950s. One of my schoolmates remembers that we called her the "Evil Eye" because of her withering stare. I credit her insistence upon discipline to much of my success and ability to focus diligently on tasks. I find it interesting that we don't much consider life influences until one of them passes from this earth. The obituary photo shows the softer habits that nuns have adopted in recent years. In the Fifties and Sixties, their brows were covered in starched white, and their collars looked like starched torture. I always attributed the stern demeanor to the uncomfortable clothes. However, the schoolhouse discipline that is missing from modern day education made us into better students, and, ultimately, better human beings, better prepared for the challenges of adult life. Thanks, Sister Margaret Victor. Go with God.

Comments

[Chuck Newton]

It was because of the great nuns of the Incarnate Word, that ran St. Micheal's Hospital in Texarkana that I converted to Catholicism at age 14. They were just the most supportive, charitable, gracious (yet strict) people I have ever known.