Complete: Father Price, The Tarheel Apostle, at prayer.

I am very happy with this portrait of Father Price. In the midst of all his vigorous tasks and plans, he always managed to find time to “go away by [himself]” for prayer. He would often be caught in his room, after a cheerful “come in” to a knock at the door, scrambling up from his knees where he had been in prayer late at night. The greatest saints, who did marvelous works of God, who dreamed and dared most, spent at least as much time in prayer as at work. “From his rising in the morning until his retiring at night, Father Price's life seemed to be one of uninterrupted union with God. Even in his busiest hours he lived in an atmosphere of heaven, and whenever the opportunity offered he would be on his knees before the little shrine of Our Lady in his room, or in the chapel before the Blessed Sacrament. In his absent-mindedness he forgot things,. but never the presence of God. He always found time for spiritual reading and recollection, and this without neglecting the demands of an intensely active apostolate. In all seasons, the late hours of the night and the early dawn found him wrapped in prayer. At Maryknoll the sacristan often found in the chapel the stump of a candle that had been burned during the night; yet at the first sound of the bell Father Price would rise again for morning prayer and meditation... While he talked, or listened, or walked, or rode, his rosary was present, twined about his fingers during conversation, or slipping between them as he told the decades. A man of prayer, he found real companionship and genuine spiritual pleasure in the mere feel of his rosary. He must have said it a dozen times a day. If a visitor opened the door of his room too quickly after the cheery, Come in! he was likely to surprise Father Price scrambling from his knees before the little shrine, rosary in hand, and looking embarrassed at being caught...”