I haven't thought about Sister Wendy Beckett in a long, long time. But something she once said in one of her programs popped into my head while I read the Globe and Mail today.
She had been talking about a painting depicting legends about St. Nicholas of Bari. When she spoke about the centre panel, where St. Nicholas is delivering a dowry anonymously for the daughters of a poor widower, she noted that the painting shows St. Nicholas sneaking up to the window with the gold.
The lesson here, I recall her saying, is, "Do good by stealth."
In today's Globe and Mail, a Lives Lived column written by his aunt remembers Alex Keating, from our neighbourhood here. He was a schoolmate of many kids in the neighbourhood, our own included.
No one who knows his family was surprised when the visitation line up spilled out of the funeral home, down the driveway, and onto the sidewalk; or when lines of uniformed Bishop Ryan students formed an honour guard up both sides of the street for the funeral procession.
That so many young people recognized his quiet goodness and made a point of bidding him goodbye bodes well for the world, I think.