|Too many orders have fallen a long, sad way from the path this nun tread|
A friend of mine once told me the story of an incident from the 70s when her family had an an unhabited, pantsuit nun as a weekend house guest. The nun was so difficult to deal with that she couldn't live with the other nuns in the convent. Instead of dismissing or correcting her the order simply paid for an apartment for her to live in. At some point my friend and her brother, who were both quite young at the time went to the refrigerator to get a candy bar which was the last of their Easter treats. It was gone. The wacky nun, who really liked candy, ate it during the night and laughed at the disappointed little boy. Today my friend's brother never goes to Mass except for funerals and weddings. It's a silly reason to lose one's Faith but life is often silly and he was just a kid. Sister Modern said and did a lot of foolish things over the eight years the children were in elementary school and the boy was repulsed.