I laid my baby down for a nap in the middle of our bed. I carefully placed pillows on each side so she would not fall. She was sound a sleep like a little angel. I looked at the picture of the Holy Mary at the head of the bed, some how I knew she would always protect my child. The boys were outside playing baseball so I thought this was a good time to cook dinner. One of the boys came in the house and through the open door the ball came crashing in. I heard glass shatter. It had hit the picture of the holy Mother over the head of the bed where Midge was sleeping. I screamed, my heart sink knowing that the picture and glass would be all over the baby. I reached down to brush away the glass off the baby fearing the worst. I stood there in amazement, the glass was all around on the pillows and bed as if someone had carefully placed it. Not one piece was on my baby. I knew from that very moment the Holy Mother had watched over my baby. True story about Midge, 1933 - Written by Amelia Anne 10/12/00 We were raised in deep belief, in the Catholic Faith. My mother told me when I was old enough to understand what had happened that somehow she always knew the Holy Mother would watch over me. I can say one thing, the Holy Mother has been with me all through my life. I am no angel. I had my ups and downs and I went through all the the stages of life the same as the other teenage children have. I have wished many of times I would have listened to more of what my Mother said. She always said she felt sorry for us when we started to have children because at that time things were changing. I was so young I could not see it, and of course we think we know it all in our teens. I look back on those days and boy was I dumb. Midge Contents © 2004 Mildred Dover, Midge's World of Faith All Rights Reserved.