When a kid named Jack Egan graduated from Chicago’s Quigley Preparatory Seminary in the 1930s, it didn’t look as if he would ever be ordained. Latin and Greek were simply too hard. Only through the kindness of a professor who remembered Jack from his altar boy days at Our Lady of Lourdes parish did Jack go on to the major seminary.
"Egan, you didn’t quite make it," Father George Beemsterboer told the graduating student. "But I’m...
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