Working on another illustration of Father Price’s experience of the shipwreck of The Rebecca Clyde during hurricane Felipe in 1876. It is said that when he was able to locate with the Blessed Mother’s help a large “board” to hoist himself upon, another passenger sought refuge with him, and came out of the furious waves spluttering and cursing. Freddie Price immediately chastised the man and reminded him that he should be using what energy he had to give thanks to God for his life. It occurs to me that I am the man in the story, full of cursing and ugliness, raised to a better way by the contemplation of a saint.
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