The Rouseyrol Family
Our first meeting with Fr. James F. O’Grady took place in late October 1970. Immediately we knew that Fr. O’Grady would be our Pastor and Visitation our parish. In late 1970, Fr. O’Grady married us in a private ceremony.
Fr. O’Grady made sure that we met parishioners who would be sure to introduce us Ruth Guth (now deceased), Mary Raftery (deceased), and Bunny Cassel (deceased). Fr. O’Grady had Sister Celine (deceased), retired and in residence at the convent begin a “Visiting the Homebound” program. Each Monday morning, a Visitation volunteer would call on the ill, read scripture, share Communion and visit with the parishioners. My husband Andre was in the program for many months. This is still available when the coronavirus is no longer a problem.
Fr. O’ Grady was frequently a visitor for dinner at our home, alone, with other priests, or parishioners. Other times when in our area, Father would drop by just to say “hello”.
On December 26th, Fr. O’Grady was a regular to celebrate St Stephen’s Day with other parishioners at the Rouseyrols. In telling a story or joke, we all enjoyed the way Fr O’Grady would laugh before he got to the punch line.
One year, a group of 8 people from Visitation was in Ireland at the same time as Fr. O’Grady was home for his vacation. We saw how the locals loved him. Everyone would greet him, shake his hand and talk. A true Hero from his school and college days!
Fr. O’Grady offered to drive Andre and myself in our van to a Casino, a half a day away, to play Black Jack. Father knew how much we wanted to go but we had to turn down his kind offer.
When Andre was rushed to the hospital, Fr. O’Grady immediately went to see him. He cared so much for his parishioners.
Fr. O’Grady came to our home to give Andre the Last Rites. He said the Funeral Mass for him and also blessed Andre’s ashes. Just as Fr. O’Grady was about to Bless the Ashes, the people on the first floor of Holy Cross Mortuary started to sing Here I Am, Lord. Father stood holding the ashes as the music continued to fill the whole Mausoleum. I have never been so moved as I was during those moments.
In late September, 2019, I moved to Nazareth House for four months. During this time, Fr. O’Grady, his attendant, and I would walk around the beautiful grounds after daily Mass. Father was so inspiring on these walks. One day we had lunch together at his favorite Chinese restaurant at his suggestion. For several days, I was honored to sit beside Fr. O’Grady during the daily Mass. On January 6th, 2020, I was moving to Alabama to be near family. Fr. O’Grady and his attendant came to say good-bye to me. He refused to take a remembrance gift from me. Then he saw the Jesus Washing the Feet of his Apostles statue from Israel. He held the statue in his hands with a really moving expression on his face. This was to be the last time we said “good-bye”. He gave me a hug and left the room with the “Washing of the Feet” statue.
Good-bye, dear friend.
From Barbara Rouseyrol