The Dreadful Reality of Dying in Secular America

Dying in America

Fr Tom (we’ll call him) regularly found himself alone with dying parishioners who had no one else by their side. Their spouses had died some time ago, and the rest of their families were no longer in town or no longer interested.

He watched people—men and women who had raised children and grandchildren, who had favourite colours and flavours of ice cream, who could tell you how they felt on VE-Day and during the Cuban Missile Crisis, who had travelled and studied and brawled and cried and loved—relinquish their last breath to the sound of blaring soap operas.

Read more at the Scottish Catholic Observer.