One of my jobs at Notre Dame was delivering mail from the

One of my jobs at Notre Dame was delivering mail from the
by cj (2015-02-27 19:30:02)

In reply to: Fr. Hesburgh, RIP posted by cousin eddie

Administration Building mail room to all the administration offices, campus buildings and departments except dorms. I was so fortunate to be among the first to break the snow on many pre 6 AM mornings. That campus in the early morning moonlight was magic. It was peaceful, alive, vibrant, colorful, comforting and ghostly all at the same time. Iconic statues would come to life as the moon light, snow and shadows played tricks on your brain. I always felt spiritually safe, honored and privileged to walk along and among the enormity that Notre Dame represents.

I saw Father Hesburgh in his Administration office regularly when he was in town. Father Joyce was across the hall. World class does not do justice to these giants. When they weren’t immersed in their work there was always a smile and a twinkle of sincere inquisitiveness about how things were going. Those conversations were never intimidating, always unique and always genuine.

Notre Dame is a perfect reflection of Father Hesburgh's laser vision.

We are all so blessed to have experienced and lived to see such greatness.

Father Hesburgh now joins God in Heaven and rest assured his Spirit will always roam Notre Dame.

God bless Father Ted.

Peace in Christ.

You amaze me, ol' buddy. That was downright poetic

And dead on accurate. Great post. One of the very few times I got myself out of bed early in the morning in the winter (I can't even remember why), that's exactly what it was like.

One time I just stopped and stood in the middle of the frigid snow-covered South Quad halfway between Alumni and the K of C building and just looked around and there was no one else, dead quiet. The light was just as you described. I was thinking how lucky I was to be in such a beautiful place.

Fr. Ted kept it that way, and made it even better.

Sprack, you saw the beauty

because you were so close to Alumni

Alumni is the Newark, NJ of ND

Like Newark being so close, yet so far from NYC, ditto Alumni to Dillon.

And Carroll is the Staten Island

So far away but technically still a part

My favorite time at the Grotto was on snowy nights after

midnight. Many times I was the only one there. I miss those times.

Me too. It was peaceful and calming when things were tough. *