SISTER MARY IGNATIA,
one of the finest friends that we of AA shall ever know, went to her
reward Friday morning, April first, nineteen hundred sixty-six. Next
day, the Sisters of Charity of St. Augustine opened their Mother
House to visitors. More than one thousand of them signed the guest
book in the first two hours. These were the first of many who during
the two days following came to pay their respects to Sister.
On Monday at high noon
the Cathedral at Cleveland could barely seat its congregation.
Friends in the city and from afar attended the service. The Sisters
of Charity themselves were seen to be seated in a body, radiant in
their faith. Together with families and friends, we of AA had come
there in expression of our gratitude for the life and works of our
well-loved Sister. It was not really a time for mourning, it was
instead a time to thank God for His great goodness to us all.
In its affirmation of
the faith, the Mass was of singular beauty; the more so to many,
since it was spoken in English. The eulogy, written and read by a
close friend of Sister's, was a graphic and stirring portrayal of her
character, and of her deeds. There was a most special emphasis upon
the merits of AA, and upon the part co-founder Dr. Bob had played in
Sister's great adventure among us. We were assured as seldom before
that those who dwell in the fellowship of the Spirit need never be
concerned with barriers, or with boundaries.
For those thousands of
men, women and children whose lives had been directly touched and
illumined by Sister, it would perhaps not be needful to write this
account of her. Of Sister, and of the Grace she brought to all these,
they already know better than anyone else. But to the many others who
have never felt her presence and her love, it is hoped this narrative
may be something for their special inspiration.
Born in 1889 of devout
and liberty-loving parents, Sister entered into this world at
Shanvilly, County Mayo, of the Emerald Isle. The famed poet Yeats,
born nearby, once remarked that the strange beauty of County Mayo had
been specially designed to raise up poets, artists, heroes and
saints. We can little doubt that even when Ignatia was aged six, and
her parents had emigrated from Ireland to Cleveland, she was already
beginning to manifest many a sterling virtue.
Soon the child began to
reveal unusual musical talents, both of piano and voice. A few years
later she was seen giving lessons at the home of her parents. During
1914, she became possessed of a great desire to become a religious.
In this year she joined the Community that many of us AAs know so
well - the Sisters of Charity of St. Augustine. There she continued
her musical education and her teaching.
But even then, as ever
since, Sister was frail, exceeding frail. By 1933 the rigors of her
music teaching had become too great. She had a really serious
physical breakdown. Her doctor put to her this choice: "You will
have to take it easy. You can either be a dead music teacher or a
live Sister. Which is it going to be?"
With great good cheer,
so her Community says, Mary Ignatia accepted a much quieter and less
distinguished assignment. She became the registrar at St. Thomas
Hospital in Akron, Ohio - an institution administered by her Order.
At the time it was wondered if she could manage even this much. That
she would live to the age of seventy-seven was not believable; that
she was destined to minister to 15,000 alcoholics and their families
in the years to come was known only to God.
For a considerable time
Sister serenely carried on at the admissions desk in St. Thomas. It
was not then certain she had ever heard of AA. Though Group One at
Akron, and Group Two in New York had been in slow and fitful growth
since 1935, neither had come to public notice.
AA's sudden growth
However in 1939 the
scene changed abruptly. In the spring of that year the AA book was
first printed, and Liberty magazine came up with an article about our
society in the early fall. This was quickly followed by a whole
series of remarkable pieces which were carried by The Cleveland Plain
Dealer on its editorial page. The newspaper and the mere two dozen
AAs then in town were swamped by frantic pleas for help. Despite this
rather chaotic situation, the Cleveland membership burgeoned into
several hundreds in a few months.
Nevertheless the
implications of this AA population explosion were in some ways
disturbing, especially the lack of proper hospital facilities. Though
the Cleveland hospitals had rallied gallantly to this one emergency,
their interest naturally waned when bills often went unpaid, and when
ex-drunks trooped through the corridors to do what they called
"Twelfth Step" work on sometimes noisy victims just
arrived. Even the City Hospital at Akron, where Dr. Bob had attended
numerous cases, was showing signs of weariness.
In New York we had
temporarily got off to a better start. There we had dear old Dr.
Silkworth and, after awhile, his wonderful AA nurse "Teddy."
This pair were to "process" some 12,000 New York area
drunks in the years ahead, and so they became, as it were, the
"opposite numbers" to the partnership of co-founder Dr. Bob
and Sister Ignatia at Akron.
Much concerned that,
hospital-wise, his area might be caught quite unprepared to cope with
a great new flood of publicity about AA, Dr. Bob in 1940 decided to
visit St. Thomas and explain the great need for a hospital connection
that could prove permanently effective. Since St. Thomas was a church
institution, he thought the people there might vision a fine
opportunity for service where the others had not. And how right he
was!
Sister Ignatia learns
of AA
But Bob knew no one in
authority at the hospital. So he simply betook himself to
"Admissions" and told the diminutive nun in charge the
story of AA, including that of his own recovery. As this tale
unfolded, the little sister glowed. Her compassion was deeply touched
and perhaps her amazing intuition had already begun to say, "This
is it." Of course Sister would try to help, but what could one
small nun do? After all, there were certain attitudes and
regulations. Alcoholism had not been reckoned as an illness; it was
just a dire form of gluttony!
Dr. Bob then told
Sister about an alcoholic who then was in a most serious condition. A
bed would simply have to be found for him. Said Mary Ignatia, "I'm
sure your friend must be very sick. You know, Doctor, this sounds to
me like a terrible case of indigestion." Trying to keep a
straight face, Dr. Bob replied, "How right you are - his
indigestion is most terrible." Twinkling, Sister immediately
said, "Why don't you bring him in right away?"
The two benign
conspirators were soon faced with yet another dilemma. The victim
proved to be distressingly intoxicated. It would soon be clear to all
and sundry that his "indigestion" was quite incidental.
Obviously a ward wouldn't do. There would have to be a private room.
But all the single ones were filled. What on earth could they do?
Sister pursed her lips, and then broke into a broad smile. Forthwith
he declared, "I'11 have a bed moved into our flower room. In
there he can't disturb anyone." This was hurriedly done, and the
"indigestion" sufferer was already on his way to sobriety
and health.
Of course the
conspirators were conscience-stricken by their subterfuge of the
flower room. And anyhow, the "indigestion" pretense simply
couldn't last. Somebody in authority would have to be told, and that
somebody was the hospital's Superior. With great trepidation Sister
and Dr. Bob waited upon this good lady, and explained themselves. To
their immense delight she went along, and a little later, she boldly
unfolded the new project before the St. Thomas trustees. To their
everlasting credit they went along too - so much so that it was not a
great while before Dr. Bob himself was invited to become a staff
physician at St. Thomas, a bright example indeed of the ecumenical
spirit.
Presently a whole ward
was devoted to the rehabilitation of alcoholics, and Sister Ignatia
was of course placed in immediate charge. Dr. Bob sponsored the new
cases into the hospital and medically treated each, never sending a
bill to any. The hospital fees were very moderate and Sister often
insisted on taking in patients on a "pay later" basis,
sometimes to the mild consternation of the trustees.
Together Ignatia and
Dr. Bob indoctrinated all who cared to listen to the AA approach as
portrayed by the book Alcoholics Anonymous, lately come off the
press. The ward was open to visiting AAs from surrounding groups who,
morning to night, told their stories of drinking and of recovery.
There were never any barriers of race or creed; neither was AA nor
Church teaching pressed upon any.
With infinite
tenderness
Since nearly all her
strenuous hours were spent there, Sister became a central figure on
the ward. She would alternately listen and talk, with infinite
tenderness and understanding. The alcoholic's family and friends
received the very same treatment. It was this most compassionate
caring that was a chief ingredient of her unique Grace; it
magnetically drew everyone to her, even the most rough and obstinate.
Yet she would not always stand still for arrant nonsense. When the
occasion required, she could really put her foot down. Then to ease
the hurt, she would turn on her delightful humor. Once, when a
recalcitrant drunk boasted he'd never again be seen at the hospital,
Sister shot back, "Well, let's hope not. But just in case you do
show up, please remember that we already have your size of pajamas.
They will be ready and waiting for you!"
As the fame of St.
Thomas grew, alcoholics flocked in from distant places. After their
hospitalization they often remained for a time in Akron to get more
first-hand AA from Dr. Bob, and from Akron's Group Number One. On
their return home, Sister would carry on an ever mounting
correspondence with them.
We AAs are often heard
to say that our Fellowship is founded upon resources that we have
drawn from medicine, from religion and from our own experience of
drinking and of recovery. Never before nor since those Akron early
days have we witnessed a more perfect synthesis of all these healing
forces. Dr. Bob exemplified both medicine and AA; Ignatia and the
Sisters of St. Augustine also practiced applied medicine, and their
practice was supremely well animated by the wonderful spirit of their
Community. A more perfect blending of Grace and talent cannot be
imagined.
It should never be
necessary to dwell, one by one, upon the virtues of these magnificent
friends of AA's early time - Sister Ignatia and co-founder Dr. Bob.
We need only recollect that "by their fruits we shall always
know them."
Passing of Dr. Bob
Standing before the
Cleveland International Convention of 1950, Dr. Bob looked upon us of
AA for the last time. His good wife Anne had passed on before, and
his own rendezvous with the new life to come was not many months
away.
Ten years had slipped by since the day when he and Sister had bedded down that first sufferer in the St. Thomas flower room. In this marvelous decade Sister and Dr. Bob had medically treated, and had spiritually infused, five thousand alcoholics. The greater part of these had found their freedom under God.
In thankful
recollection of this great work, we of AA presented to the Sisters of
Charity -of St. Augustine and to the Staff of the St. Thomas Hospital
a bronze plaque, ever since to be seen in the ward where Sister and
Dr. Bob had wrought their wonders. The plaque reads as follows:
IN GRATITUDE
THE FRIENDS OF DR. BOB
AND ANNE S.
AFFECTIONATELY DEDICATE
THIS MEMORIAL
TO THE SISTERS AND
STAFF OF
ST. THOMAS HOSPITAL
AT AKRON. BIRTHPLACE OF
ALCOHOLICS
ANONYMOUS. ST. THOMAS
HOSPITAL BECAME
THE FIRST RELIGIOUS
INSTITUTION EVER
TO OPEN ITS DOORS TO
OUR SOCIETY.
MAY THE LOVING DEVOTION
OF THOSE WHO
LABORED HERE IN OUR
PIONEERING TIME
BE A BRIGHT AND
WONDROUS EXAMPLE
OF GOD'S GRACE
EVERLASTINGLY SET
BEFORE US ALL.
Visitors at St. Thomas
today often wonder why this inscription says not a word about Sister
Ignatia. Well, the fact was, she wouldn't allow her name to be used.
She had flatly refused; it was one of those times when she had put
her foot down! This was of course a glowing example of her innate and
absolutely genuine humility. Sister truly believed that she deserved
no particular notice; that such Grace as she might have could only be
credited to God and to the community of her sisters.
This was indeed the
ultimate spirit of anonymity. We who had then seen this quality in
her were deeply affected, especially Dr. Bob and myself. Hers came to
be the influence that persuaded us both never to accept public honors
of any sort. Sister's example taught that a mere observance of the
form of AA anonymity should never become the slightest excuse for
ignoring its spiritual substance.
Following Dr. Bob's
death, there was great concern lest Sister might not be allowed to
continue her work. As in other orders of the church, service
assignments among the Sisters of Charity were rather frequently
rotated. This was the ancient custom. However, nothing happened for a
time. Assisted by surrounding AA groups, Sister continued to carry on
at St. Thomas. Then suddenly in 1952, she was transferred to St.
Vincent Charity Hospital at Cleveland, where, to the delight of us
all, she was placed in charge of its alcoholic ward. At Akron a fine
successor was named to succeed her; the work there would continue.
The ward at "Charity"
occupied part of a dilapidated wing, and it was in great need of
repair and rejuvenation. To those who knew and loved Sister, this
opportunity proved a most stimulating challenge. The Charity trustees
also agreed that something should be done. Substantial contributions
flowed in. In their spare hours, AA carpenters, plumbers and
electricians set about redoing the old wing - no charge for their
services. The beautiful result of these labors of love is now known
as Rosary Hall.
Again the miracles of
recovery from alcoholism commenced to multiply. During the following
fourteen years, an astonishing 10,000 alcoholics passed through the
portals of "Rosary Hall" there to fall under the spell of
Mary Ignatia, and of AA. More than two-thirds of all these recovered
from their dire malady, and again became citizens of the world. From
dawn to dark Sister offered her unique Grace to that endless
procession of stricken sufferers. Moreover, she still found time to
minister widely to their families and this very fruitful part of her
work became a prime inspiration to the Al-Anon Family Groups of the
whole region.
Notwithstanding her
wonderful workers within the hospital, and help from AAs without,
this must have been a most exacting and exhausting vocation for the
increasingly frail Sister. That she was providentially enabled to be
with us for so many years is something for our great wonder. To
hundreds of friends it became worth a day's journey to witness her
supreme and constant demonstration.
Toward the close of her
long stewardship there were brushes with death. Sometimes I came to
Cleveland and was allowed to sit by her bedside. Then I saw her at
her best. Her perfect faith, and her complete acceptance of whatever
God might will was somehow implicit in all she said, be our
conversation gay, or serious. Fear and uncertainty seemed entire
strangers to her. On my leave-taking, there was always that smiling
radiance; always her prayerful hope that God might still allow her a
bit more time at Rosary Hall. Then a few days later I would learn
that she was back at her desk. This superb drama would be re-enacted
time after time. She was quite unconscious that there was anything at
all unusual about it.
Realizing there would
come the day which would be her last, it seemed right that we of AA
should privately present Sister with some tangible token that could,
even a little, communicate to her the depth of our love. Remembering
her insistence, in respect of the Akron plaque, that she would not
really like any public attention, I simply sent word that I'd like to
come to Cleveland for a visit, and casually added that should her
health permit, we might take supper together in the company of a few
of her stalwart AA friends and co-workers. Besides, it was her
fiftieth year of service in her community.
On the appointed
evening, we foregathered in one of the small dining rooms at Charity
Hospital. Plainly delighted, Sister arrived. She was barely able to
walk. Being old-timers all, the dinner hour was spent in telling
tales of other days. For, her part, Sister regaled us with stories of
St. Thomas and with cherished recollections of Anne and co-founder
Dr. Bob. It was unforgettable.
Before Sister became
too tired we addressed ourselves to our main project. >From New
York, I had brought an illuminated scroll. Its wording was in the
form of a letter addressed by me to Sister, and it was written on
behalf of our AA Fellowship worldwide. I stood up, read the scroll
aloud, and then held the parchment for her to see. She was taken by
complete surprise and could scarcely speak for a time. In a low voice
she finally said, "Oh, but this is too much - this is too good
for me."
Our richest reward of
the evening was of course Ignatia's delight; a joy unbounded the
moment we assured her that our gift need not be publicized; that if
she wished to stow it away in her trunk we would quite understand.
It then seemed that
this most memorable and moving evening was over. But there was to be
another inspiring experience. Making light of her great fatigue,
Sister insisted that we all go up to Rosary Hall, there to make a
late round of the AA ward. This we did, wondering if any of us would
ever again see her at work in the divine vocation to which she had
given her all. For each of us this was the end of an epoch; I could
think only of her poignant and oft-repeated saying, "Eternity is
now."
The scroll given to
Sister may now be seen at Rosary Hall. This is the inscription:
IN GRATITUDE
FOR SISTER MARY IGNATIA
ON THE OCCASION OF HER
GOLDEN
JUBILEE
Dear Sister,
We of Alcoholics
Anonymous look upon you as the finest friend and the greatest spirit
we may ever know.
We remember your tender
ministrations to us in the days when AA was very young. Your
partnership with Dr. Bob in that early time has created for us a
spiritual heritage of incomparable worth.
In all the years since,
we have watched you at the bedside of thousands. So watching, we have
perceived ourselves to be the beneficiaries of that wondrous light
which God has always sent through you to illumine our darkness. You
have tirelessly tended our wounds; you have nourished us with your
unique understanding and your matchless love. No greater gifts of
Grace than these shall we ever have.
Speaking for AA members
throughout the world, I say: "May God abundantly reward you
according to your blessed works - now and forever!'
In devotion,
March 25,1964, Bill W.
© August 1966 AA
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