St Aloysius

My dear Friends
After I left the art school in Glasgow I headed round the corner to the Jesuit church of St Aloysius (hope I have spelled it correctly.) I reflected that in my days at the Glasgow High School for Girls we Jewish girls used to have special school dinners in the Synagogue. On the way we used to see the boys from St Aloysius! Little did I think where my own path would lead.

Now I went into this beautiful church for Mass on the Feast of the Transfiguration and met a very nice lady from Glasgow who was interested in my Project. the Feast of the Transfiguration is the one where Moses and Elijah appear on the mountain with Jesus, whose clothes and face are shining. And finally he is the only one left. God speaks and says He is the one with whom He is well pleased.

After the Mass I chatted to the nice lady and then went down Sauchiehall Street to meet my first cousin Frieda and her granddaughter Morgan. We went and had kentucky fried chicken and chatted for about two hours, beginning and ending in George Square, with its rather beautiful flowers and monuments.

Final installment tomorrow!
Shalom from
Sister Gila