Michael T. Dolan

Writings, Reflections, and Commentaries


Big sister and big brother, ages 5 and 3 respectively, walked down the corridor of the maternity wing.¬†Tucked behind the glass window where the nurses cared for the newborns, their younger brother, all of three hours old, awaited their arrival. When they reached the glass window, the two tip-toed and¬†used the window ledge to pull […]