I know I deserved to bear the weight of my pain on my neck, for I remember when I was very young I used to carry there the needless weight of jewels and necklaces.
Saint Ethelreda
Donald R. McClarey
Cradle Catholic. Active in the pro-life movement since 1973. Father of three, one in Heaven, and happily married for 43 years. Small town lawyer and amateur historian. Former president of the board of directors of the local crisis pregnancy center for a decade.
There’s a biography (and even a hymn) to this saint in the last pages of St. Bede’s “Ecclesiastical History of the English People”. I visited Ely Cathedral in 1983, associated with her shrine. Her name transmuted over the years to Audrey, and I give a young Audrey of my acquaintance a smile by addressing her by the old name.
There’s a biography (and even a hymn) to this saint in the last pages of St. Bede’s “Ecclesiastical History of the English People”. I visited Ely Cathedral in 1983, associated with her shrine. Her name transmuted over the years to Audrey, and I give a young Audrey of my acquaintance a smile by addressing her by the old name.