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By Alyssa Bormes     I remember the glory days of church bingo at the St. Mary’s Bazaar in Aberdeen, S.D. when I was a little girl. Don’t get me wrong; I would still take a spin on the [...]

By Alyssa Bormes     I suppose it was Mother Angelica who asked me the question first, and Father Paul Murray was the latest to ask me; in between there have been a number of others as [...]

By Alyssa Bormes     It was 10:30ish at night, and my phone rang. I answered, “Hi Mom.” In her very distinctive low voice she said, “Well, happy birthday! I almost forgot.” A little [...]

By Alyssa Bormes The parish began to pray the rosary before Mass, but Father came to the ambo and asked us to pray the rosary in silence that day, as the choir would begin their prelude in a few [...]

By Alyssa Bormes     I don’t think anyone has every accused me of being an ascetic. The closest I can come to the life of self-denial is perhaps… well – I can’t think of anything. So [...]

By Alyssa Bormes   The other day in the office one colleague said of another that she had brilliant joy. “Fantastic! I’m stealing that. You’ll see it in an article soon!” was my reply. This [...]

By Alyssa Bormes     I like to know what a mind looks like. For example, one friend told me he thinks in rock lyrics, another friend said her mind is all rows, columns, and checklists. [...]

By Alyssa Bormes I’ve been a part of a few collisions – usually they involve moving vehicles – but today it is something completely different. There is a spiritual collision happening right now. [...]

By Alyssa Bormes My whole bag was packed – my swimsuit, the kickboard, a towel, shower flip-flops, and the assorted other stuff that one takes to the gym. Fantastic! This new commitment to [...]

By Alyssa Bormes My mother was never more beautiful then when she was in her work clothes ready to make sausage! My family has been making pork sausage for 140 or 150 years. My mother’s maternal [...]