March 17,
1944
Dear
Charles,
Happy St. Patrick’s Day! Did you celebrate? We’re spending a very quiet evening at
home-well, not too quiet—Edward is asleep in the big chair in the front room
and when he snores it can hardly be called quiet.
I got your letter two days ago and
intended to answer right away but I was in one of those moods where I just
couldn’t get started so I’ve put it off until tonight. You’ve asked my advice or opinion on your
problem and what follows is just that and nothing more. I often wonder if I have so much to say on
such matters-but since its just another’s point-of-view and can be discarded as
useless if you see fit—here goes.
It sounds as though Norma is really
in love with you and you are pretty sure you are with her. The fact that she wasn’t educated in Catholic
schools explains very well her attitude of “church is just a habit”, but she
can’t be blamed for that. It’s all the
more reason why you should try to help her if she wants to be a practical
Catholic.
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To me it seems she’s in much the
same boat that Lillian is in. Lil had no
Catholic school training at all. She
doesn’t take Lenten fasting and such things seriously at all—they’re just a lot
of foolish rules to her and usually she just disregards them. But she hasn’t been taught any different and
she can’t be held responsible—at least not like I would be since I was taught
these rules and the Church’s right to enforce them for 12 years. It’s just something she and Norma have missed
and if Norma means very much to you it’s your job to start her on the right
track. If you’re sure she’s a baptized
Catholic—go on from there. Would it be
possible for you to get her interested in taking instructions from some young
priest in her own parish? Some day when
you’re on liberty you should go together to the rectory and talk the thing over
with one of the priests—a young one preferably.
Norma would probably feel more at home.
Make her realize that a priest is a real friend—someone to confide
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in—someone
whose opinion is usually carefully weighed and unbiased. I think you’ve found out as well as I have
God only knows where I’d be if it hadn’t been for Father Pastorius and Father
Carlin. Her family background needn’t
frighten you. It isn’t her fault that
they aren’t different—and her being young is another thing in your favor. She has had that many years less to become
set in her ways and to form adverse opinions and habits. If she loves you and wants to be what you are
in fact as well as in name she’ll follow your example and try to imitate your
way of living. What you do will have
more effect on her than anything else, and if you can lead her why worry about
her parents? In time you’ll both be
praying for them together. Once you’re married your life
together is influenced by each other—very seldom by anyone outside, and since
in my estimation you are a very practical Catholic, I think everything could be
worked out without too much trouble and with very good results. Even if Norma wouldn’t want to go to a
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priest for
intstructions in practical Catholicity, there are other ways—but since you’re
the person most interested and who understands the circumstances better than
anyone else, the first moves in the right direction will be up to you.
I feel sure that Mother would feel
very much as I do if were to tell her the same things you’ve told me. She has always said it wasn’t who or what you
were that mattered but what you wanted to be and what you tried to be that
counted. And you know that above
everything else she wants her children to be happy. She prays especially for your happiness
because you two are so close and she knows how terribly disappointed in your
affair with Betty. She’s a wonderful
person, Charles, and it isn’t in her to be disappointed in someone because they
lack something thru no fault of their own.
She’d love Norma for your sake alone, if for nothing else, because she’s
the means of making you happy—just as she loves me, because I’m Edward’s wife and
the mother of his children.
It’s after
midnight so goodnight. I’ll write again
as soon as I can.
Love, Peg

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