I was cordially invited by the Franciscan community at Assisi Heights in Rochester, Minn., to visit with the sisters and talk about my book. A good number of sisters there are either from Waseca or had spent time in Waseca teaching at Sacred Heart.
One of the sisters has a very special connection to a story in my book. Sister Ilia Miller is Irene Zimmerman’s sister. If you’ve read my book, you will remember the tragedy that took Irene’s life and the lives of her and Jim Zimmerman’s six young children in 1959. Sister Ilia told me her memories of that day, and I got chills all over again. My heart still breaks for that family. But Sister’s Ilia’s words echo the words Jim Zimmerman had expressed in the days and weeks after the accident, as quoted in newspapers. These are people of faith, and that faith sustained them through their sorrows. Jim has said, “The Lord gave them to me, and they were mine to take away.”
One fact I didn’t know until Sister Ilia told me: the day of the funeral corresponded with the Feasts of the Seven Sorrows of the Blessed Virgin Mary. Seven souls, seven sorrows.
I also discovered a connection through marriage. Sister Ilia’s and Irene’s uncle, Albert Stangler, married my dad’s aunt, Helen Hager. When you have large families that have lived in the area for a long time, these connections are bound to appear.
If you’ve never been to a religious community, I highly recommend it. I felt an instant peace and calm when I stepped inside. I’ve always been drawn to spiritual communities, like cemeteries, churches, and communities like Assisi Heights or Good Counsel in Mankato. The sisters at Assisi Heights and Good Counsel always welcome visitors. If you’re looking for something inspiring to do this summer, a visit may be in order.
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Minnesota Prairie Roots said:
It seems you benefited as much from this visit as likely did the sisters. Those discovered connections are like threads weaving into the fabric of our lives.
That’s why I enjoy living in this area where I grew up. I like finding those connections. Something would seem lost, I think, if you were totally ripped away from those threads.
LIsa Simons said:
How utterly amazing. Glad it was such a wonderful visit. I, too, will not forget the Zimmerman story. Thanks for sharing the prayer card that has pictures of those who died. I visited their long gravestone at the cemetery; that, too, is etched in my mind.
I’ve seen the pictures because I have all the old newspaper clips, but I forget that readers of the book would not have seen the photos. That adds another dimension to the story.