Thomas went to Washington DC for the national March for Life this year. We realized (too late for Samuel) last year that for wrestlers the March comes at a bad time...the last few weeks of the season. As a junior or senior, they aren't going to want to miss Conference or go a week without working out just a few weeks out from districts and state. Thomas remembered this and asked if he could go this year. We said yes, because I want my kids to experience the March and see how much bigger the world is than our little corner and how many people are with us in our belief that all life is precious, to stand up for what we believe, not to mention being able to see DC. And then I freaked out. My barely 15 year old in DC?! Out in the big world without me or Jeremy?! A year after those poor kids at Covenington had their names and pictures all over the media for something they didn't do? But all those other things trump me wanting to keep him in a bubble. Our diocese has taken groups for years and have plenty of chaperones and plans to keep the kids safe. So he went and had a marvelous time.
They left at 5 on Tuesday and were home by 9 Sunday morning. That includes two days of traveling by bus, so they didn't have a huge amount of time to explore DC. They did a night tour of monuments, had one day mostly for sightseeing, had Mass at the National Basilica, did the March and came home. Thomas's group chose to go to the Holocaust Museum, the Smithsonian Museum of National History and the National Archives during their sight seeing time.
Our Lady of Guadeloupe, pray for our country and an end to abortion!















