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VOLUNTEER
LUNCHEON
By Bob Mikula
NEW
SAN CAMILLO
RESIDENTS
By Rena Martin,
Director of Hospitality
Dorothy Babler
Apt. 105
Beverly Simet
Apt. 511
Betty Mathy
Apt. 725
James Amrhein
Apt. 316
INSIDE THIS ISSUE:
RAC Update
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Library News
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Community Coffee
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In Memoriam
3
Reflections
5-7
Birthdays
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Thrift Shop
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An anxious crowd of
San Camillo’s finest gathered
outside the closed doors of the
O'Donnell Room eager to enter
and see what decorating miracles Matt Luther and his cohorts
had performed for the 2015
Volunteer Luncheon. We entered in awe to a glamorous restaurant setting that rivaled anything Hollywood could produce.
Candlelit tables beneath gold
tasseled pendants were quickly
filled by the 115 impatient but
ardent residents. The room's
walls were covered with black,
LED lighted backdrops, giving
the feel of a nightclub.
Once seated we were
greeted by tuxedo clad Matt and
classily dressed Marie D'Amico.
Each elegantly set table featured
a bottle of champagne which,
ignoring the noon hour, was
poured and enjoyed by most in
anticipation of the food to follow. The drapes covering the
glass doors were pulled back
revealing the food prep area.
Those of us with tables by the
glass doors were privy to the
magic of Chef Guiseppi and his
crew as they prepared the
prosciutto on melon salad, followed by a steak and lobster
entree. What a feast!
June, 2015
While we were devouring our elegant repast we were
entertained by five young, talented artists, members of the
Community Theater Entertainers. Of course the meal was finalized with a delicious serving
of chocolate drizzled spumoni.
The luncheon was
closed with the announcement
of the 2014 Volunteer of the
Year. As explained by the presenter, it was inevitable that the
recipient would be a female,
since almost three fourths of our
residents are women. If one
word could define the award
winner it would be "ubiquitous"
since she is "all over the place".
A lector at San Camillo Masses
as well as the Guardian Angel
chapel. The chairperson of hospitality for four years. Responsible for the ten floor representatives. The list goes on and just
recently she was elected as
President of RAC. The ubiquitous Cora Janus graciously accepted the 2014 Volunteer of
the Year award and thanked the
assembled guests for the honor.
Congratulations to Cora Janus
on both counts. And thanks to
the San Camillo management
for the "full-filling" luncheon.
Fr. Joe Bisoffi
Nominated For
Inspire by Example Award
By Kay Fiedler,
Hospice Volunteer Coordinator
RAC Update
Cora Janus, President
The Executive Board met April 20th. It
was an opportunity to get acquainted
with each other and get some sense of
the possible direction our leadership
might go.
Officers and Directors were asked
to meet with the chairpersons of their
committees, determine who the members of the committee are, when the
committees meet, and give me the information.
The Board was also asked to review the By-laws and Job Descriptions.
Suggestions, deletions and corrections
are to be noted for further discussion.
Hopefully, a start of the discussions can begin in June.
No Lay Camillian Family meeting was
held in May. The next meeting will be
held on Wednesday evening, June 10th.
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St. Camillus Hospice Volunteer
Father Joseph Bisoffi, M.I., was
nominated by the Hospice Volunteer
Coordinator, Kay Ann Fiedler, for the
Inspire by Example Award, which
was sponsored by the Nonprofit Center of Milwaukee.
On April 9, there was a luncheon at the Italian Community Center
honoring all nominees. Those celebrating Father Joe in appreciation for
his continued outstanding volunteer
efforts were: Kay Ann Fiedler, Chaplain Chris Winkowski, Chaplain Carol
Burczyk, Hwon Lee, Mary Balistreri,
Krista Simko, Valisa Bonds & Hospice Volunteers Martha Klinker &
Donna Herrmann.
Congratulations, Father Joe!
COMMUNITY COFFEE HOUR
Thursday, June 18
“All You Need to Know
About Short-Term Rehab”
Library News………………………………
By Barbara Sperry
Join us and gain awareness
from our knowledgeable rehab
staff! Our panel of rehab experts will let you know what to
expect, who pays for it, and how
to prepare yourself.
The following new books have appeared on the
library shelves within the past month:
Fiction
The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown (LP)
The Cinderella Murder by Mary Higgins Clark and
Alafair Burke (sp)
See you at 9:30 a.m. Thursday,
June 18 in the O’Donnell Room.
Enjoy a complimentary continental breakfast. Please bring a
guest!
I’ve Got You Under My Skin by Mary Higgins
Clark (sp)
All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr
(sp)
A resident review of this book appears on page 4.
Phantom Instinct by Meg Gardiner (sp)
The Perfect Witness by Iris Johansen (LP)
The Beast by Faye Kellerman (LP)
Leaving Time by Jodi Picoult (sp)
IN MEMORIAM
Festive in Death by J. D. Robb (sp)
Deadline by John Sanford (LP)
We keep the following San Camillo
residents who died during the month
of May in our thoughts and prayers:
Sophie’s Dilemma by Lauraine Snelling (LP)
Non-Fiction
A Nun on the Bus by Sister Simone Campbell (sp)
James Brennan
Robert “Bob” Duero
Donald Dunst
Gloria Knops
Beverly Krueger
Palestine: Peace Not Apartheid by Jimmy Carter
(sp)
Killing Kennedy by Bill O’Reilly and Martin
Dugard (sp)
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ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE
By Anthony Doerr
(A Book Review by Mary Ann Mueller)
It was a happy coincidence that the San
Camillo Book Club was reading All The Light
We Cannot See at the same time the author
was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for fiction for
that same work.
The book tells of Marie, a blind girl
growing up in Paris before World War II, and
Werner, a German boy who had spent his early
life in an orphanage. Their stories run parallel,
with alternate chapters devoted to one and then
the other. The time shifts between the 1930s
and '40s, and finally on to 1974.
Despite her blindness, Marie develops
into a confident, independent young person
due primarily to her father's untiring devotion.
He makes her a miniature wooden maze of the
city in which they live, making it possible for
her to memorize the streets and buildings so
she can find her way around.
Werner in Germany shows an early
genius for science and math and is admitted to
an elite academy that trains boys for positions
in the Nazi army.
They are teenagers when the war begins, Marie in Occupied France and Werner in
the German army. The plot hinges on things
like the technology of the radio, the existence
of a valuable diamond called “The Sea of
Flame,” and the struggle for survival experienced by them both.
On their journey, both main characters
are influenced by people who play a vital part
in their lives. For Marie, it is her father. He is
a locksmith in a Paris museum, and introduces
her to the natural treasures there. Also, there is
her great-uncle Etienne, in whose home in
Sainte-Malo she lives during the war. They
form a close relationship as he shares his love
of literature with her. And Madame Manec,
Etienne's housekeeper, who becomes a mother
figure for Marie and who is also part of the
French Resistance.
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Werner is greatly influenced by his
younger sister, Jutta, who causes him to
have stirrings of conscience regarding right
and wrong, especially in his involvement
with the Nazi army. And there is his friend
Frederick at the academy, a gentle person
and lover of birds. Frank Volkmier is
Werner's close companion in the army. In
spite of his loyalty to the German cause,
Frank has some doubts about its validity.
With all the “back and forth” of the
story between the two main characters and
the times they live through, Marie and
Werner finally connect with each other. If
you want to discover more about that,
you'll have to read the book, which is available in the San Camillo library.
WHO’s THIs
san camillo resident?
Your Neighbor?
Your friend?
(Answer on Page 10)
MEMORIES OF DAD
MEMORIES OF MY FATHER
by Rosemary Berg
By Mary Havas
My Dad was a loving, gentle man.
Since his own father died when he was
four years old, my Dad had no example to
follow. He did not discipline my brother
or me, but left that to my Mother (who
was very capable.)
My earliest “fun” memory of my
Dad was his reading the Sunday Journal
and Sentinel comics to us as we sat in his
lap. After an hour or more we'd say “Read
that one again,” and he always did.
One of the most moving moments
with my Dad took place on my grade
school graduation day. He gave me a diamond ring and said “I want to be the first
man to give you a diamond.” Since I had
a boyfriend starting in kindergarten, Dad
figured I'd marry some day.
I had the diamond ring cleaned and
appraised forty years later, intending to
give it to my youngest daughter. What
cost $15 in the depression years appreciated to $100. Julie had to wait until high
school graduation to receive the ring.
My Dad's enjoyment of the comics
continued as he acquired stacks of comic
books. My seven children always went to
his basement to read them when we visited
Nana and Grandpa.
My father and I both had an avid love
for the Lone Ranger program on radio and
then later on TV. I remember being 10 or 12
years old, and the two of us would be dancing all around the living room to the theme
song.
I remember playing softball with the
neighbor children and a couple of the other
fathers. He was always right in the middle of
the game. It was so much fun having him
play softball with the team.
When we lived in New Jersey, he
used to take me to Radio City Music Hall to
see movies and the Rockettes. Years later,
my daughters took me to a Rockettes show in
Milwaukee which reminded me of my Radio
City visits with my dad so many years before.
For many years my dad was a leading
salesman for the National Cash Register
Company. He was also very good at training
new salesmen. In 1950 he won a trip to
Europe for being the top salesman in the
country. I was so proud of him, and I was so
grateful that he paid the extra fare so that I
could go along with him and my mother. We
toured Europe for about a month. It was a
fantastic trip and sharing it with my parents
made it even more wonderful.
The best memory I have of my father
was when I was about 17 or 18 and walking
by my parents’ bedroom, I saw him kneeling
in prayer at his bedside. I had never thought
of him saying evening prayers before. I usually went to bed before he did so I never had
a chance to see that. Every time we drove
past a Catholic church, he tipped his hat. His
deep faith connection was ingrained in me,
too.
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Sunday,
June 21, 2015
HERITAGE FROM A FATHER
By Joe Louvar
My father, James, was born in 1895.
Already we can say that he survived a very
tough environment, because many young
children in that era died due to illnesses
caused by marginal cleanliness and poor
medical practices. They didn't have the doctors and medicines that we inherited. They
had to be especially strong and healthy to
survive.
Like many children in that period, he
quit school after third grade to go to work
and earn money to help his family. Without
a formal education, he taught himself to read
and write. He enjoyed learning the job skills
necessary to succeed.
He started out as a delivery boy, running errands for the local hoodlums
(including bringing the card players their
lunchtime beer.) He lived on Sangamon
Street on the South side of Chicago; this was
an especially tough neighborhood.
He became a teamster, and as a teenager delivered groceries and poultry with a
horse-drawn wagon. He named all of his
horses Jim, so when he met them every
morning he called “Jim.” When their ears
lifted in recognition, he gave them an apple.
The horses loved my father.
When he was eighteen he joined the
army. He stayed there for seven years, having assignments in San Francisco, Georgia,
Mexico and Germany. In San Francisco he
saw some of the town still scarred by the ravages of the 1906 earthquake. He was a Sergeant then, but was busted because of an altercation with a Mess Hall Sergeant who didn't
give him enough to eat. He was jailed when
someone else he fought was taken to the hospital. If the man didn't survive, my father
thought he'd be charged with manslaughter.
Luckily he survived, and my father slowly reearned his rank of Sergeant. He was in the
Presidio Camp, which is at the current footing
of the Golden Gate Bridge.
In Mexico he was in a group of soldiers
who were going after Pancho Villa, a bandit.
At a camp close to Villa's location, my father
volunteered to go with a truck and four soldiers
to pick up two others who had been shot by
Villa's bandits. They picked up the mortally
wounded men and on their way back to camp
they drove through a group of bandits on
horseback, all carrying rifles. My father and
the others in the truck put their arms into their
rifle slings in a ready position to fight their
way to the camp. They were close enough to
camp so the bandits knew if they fired their
rifles, the camp soldiers would retaliate rapidly. The bandits let the truck pass without an
encounter. Again my father was lucky.
In Germany my father was on a march
from Alsace-Lorraine to Verdun. Verdun was
a notorious battlefield where many soldiers
died, both Germans and allies. While on this
walk, they learned that the Germans had surrendered. Again my father missed a deathdefying experience. He ended up in a camp
near Koblenz. Many years later, in one of my
German trips, I visited Koblenz and told an old
-timer that my father's army camp was near the
railroad. He bent his head in sorrow and said
that was a terrible war that took the lives of
most of the young boys of Koblenz. I was embarrassed.
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After the war my father joined the
Chicago Fire Department. This was when
the firemen attacked their fires; they rushed
into burning buildings to extinguish the fires
before they were out of control. I remember
him coming home after a burning ceiling fell
on him. His back and neck were scarred, but
he survived. He retired as a Lieutenant. Not
bad for someone with a third grade formal
education.
In summary, this was a man with
some very interesting inherited characteristics including strength, good health, determination, patience, stubbornness, aggressiveness, self-education, leadership, and luck.
Maybe our family heritage was blessed to
have him survive some near-death experiences and pass on these characteristics to his
descendants.
CAMILLIAN ROOM COMMITTEE
By Joe Louvar and Mary Ann Mueller
The Camillian Room Committee is
looking for volunteer committee members.
We are especially looking for members of
different faiths because the committee is
now top-heavy with Catholics. This committee works on interdenominational events;
currently we are working on events concerning the Amish, Christian Unity, and a future
Memorial Day event.
If you are interested, call Mary Middendorf (259-7694.) It is a great committee,
and meets once per month for one hour.
SUNDAY AT THE DENTIST
By Bill Gardner
My father was a dentist practicing in
Cleveland, Ohio, in the early 1940's. At that
time so many of the younger dentists were being drafted that it created a real shortage on the
home front. In those days I rarely saw my father. He was working six days a week, and
was not home until 6 or 7 in the evening. In
addition, he was on the dental faculty at what
is now Case Western Reserve University.
Dad's schedule was such that it left
only Sunday morning after Mass to take care
of his family's dental needs. One particular
Sunday stands out in my memory. On the way
to his office, Dad told me I was going to take
part in a dental experiment of his. He went on
to explain that deep pits and fissures in the molars were his big concern because food, bacterial plaque, and acids got into them but the
toothbrush bristles may not, resulting in tooth
decay.
He was working to develop a sealant to
cover these pits and fissures. I was a prime
candidate to test his first sealant. It was a
grayish black preparation that he applied to the
biting surfaces of my molars. All went well.
About a week later the school nurse
was performing a routine health check of all
students. When she came to me and looked
into my mouth, she became visibly alarmed!
She immediately sent me home with a terse
note recommending an urgent trip to the dentist to remedy the extensive black decay on all
my back teeth.
I don't know whether my
Dad ever contacted that nurse to set
her straight, but the note itself
brought a big smile to his face.
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CATHOLIC CULTURE SERIES
By Marie Roth & Rosa Ruehl
At the October 2013 meeting of the Lay
Camillian Family, Father Joseph Eagan, SJ, author of the book, Vatican II Renewal, shared his
teachings on the subject with an interested audience. At the request of the residents, a discussion
group was started. Since 2013 the group of about
twenty-five residents has met every Monday at
6:30 p.m. in the Atrium Meeting Room. Joe Louvar and Rosa Ruehl have assisted Fr. Eagan. His
comments on the Pope, the Vatican, and the bishops' voting at the Council in Rome were enjoyed
by all.
At present, in 2015, Fr. Eagan has been
presenting a Catholic culture series, based on his
large slide collection. Most appropriate and pertinent during Lent was the detailed discussion of
some of the beautiful and famous 12th century
mosaics that adorn the cathedral at Monreale,
Sicily, near Palermo. The mosaics are art works
in which the picture is made up of thousands of
ceramic and glass chips. Fr. Eagan focused on an
extensive series depicting the public life of Jesus,
some of His miracles, His passion and resurrection. He matched the various mosaics with the
appropriate readings from the Gospels and the
Acts of the Apostles.
All are welcome to attend as the series
continues. The date, time, and agenda are posted
on the various bulletin boards.
KENTUCKY DERBY By Bob Mikula
The recent running of the Kentucky
Derby brought to mind the one and only time
I attended that event. It was 1946, and I was
in the Navy attending Officer Training at the
University of Louisville. Our class of recruits
was invited to Churchill Downs, as a group, to
march in and be assembled in the infield to
add color and pomp to the race.
I don't remember a lot of that experience, except that the winning horse was
named Assault. I never had a chance to get to
the betting areas in the grandstand, and I
doubt if I had the money to place a bet. But I
regret that I wasn't able to play a hunch and
pick Assault to win. After all, I was “a salt,”
a term used for sailors.
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WHAT'S A HAWK LIGHT?
By Rosa Ruehl
Using the crosswalk on Bluemound
Road has been a challenge to many of us
getting over to the Zoo or the bus shelter.
During the past two years I contacted
both the Zoo and the Wauwatosa Police
Department about safe crossing. No one
would help.
Therefore, I went to Plan B. I approached my nephew, Bill, an engineer
with the Highway Department, who is
working on the Zoo Interchange Project
where he is a team leader of a group of
thirty working men.
At many family
events, I badgered him about “my crosswalk” problem. He agreed with me and
consulted his boss about safe crossing
solutions. The installation of the hawk
light was set for spring, 2015. The light
began operating on May 8, 2015.
Now the crossing is fun. Pushing a
button produces flashing red lights along
with audible instructions, constantly
heard. Traffic stops!
Bill is relieved, for now he will look
forward to Auntie Rosa’s conversations at
the next relatives' event.
THE TRAIN OF LIFE
Submitted by Edith Hoffmann
I'M FINE
At birth we board the train and
meet our parents, and we believe they
will always travel at our side. However,
at some station our parents will step
down from the train, leaving us on this
journey alone. As time goes by, other
people will board the train, and they will
be significant (i.e. our siblings, friends,
children, and even the love of our life.)
Many will step down and leave a permanent vacuum. Others will go so unnoticed that we don't realize they vacated
their seats. This train ride will be full of
joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, goodbyes, and farewells. Success
consists of having a good relationship
with all passengers, requiring that we
give the best of ourselves.
The mystery to everyone is: We
do not know at which station we ourselves will step down. So we must live
in the best way, love, forgive, and offer
the best of who we are. It is important
to do this because when the time comes
for us to step down and leave our seat
empty we should leave behind beautiful
memories for those who will continue to
travel on the train of life. I wish you a
joyful journey on the train of life. Reap
success and give lots of love. More importantly, thank God for the journey.
Submitted by Joyce Mazzone
There's nothing whatever the matter with
me. I'm just as healthy as I can be. I
have arthritis in both my knees, and
when I talk, I talk with a wheeze.
My pulse is weak and my blood is thin,
but I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in. I
think my liver is out of whack, and I have
a terrible pain in my back.
My hearing is poor and my sight is dim,
most everything seems to be out of trim,
but I'm awfully well for the shape I'm in.
I have arch supports for both of my feet,
or I wouldn't be able to go onto the
street. Sleeplessness I have night after
night, and in the morning I am such a
sight.
My memory's failing, my head's in a spin,
I'm peacefully living on aspirin, but I'm
awfully well for the shape I'm in.
The moral is this, as the tale we unfold,
that for you and me who are growing old,
it's better to say, “I'm fine,” with a grin
than to let them know the shape we're in.
Author Unknown
Author Unknown
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Who is It?
(from Page 4)
Pickles
By Bob Mikula
By Cora Janus
She was born in Austria. Both of her
parents were Austrians. Her father came to
America with an uncle as a young boy. When
returning to visit family, he met and married
her mother but returned to America for his job,
mechanic for the Transport System. After 2 ½
years, the family came to America. One of her
first memories of America was seeing a big
poster of “Uncle Sam” that frightened her.
She grew up behind the Zenith Theater
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on 24 and Hopkins when movies were still
silent flicks and the doors were often left open
at the rear. The neighborhood kids enjoyed
peeking in. She is a graduate of Messmer High
School and went to Misericordia Hospital (later
evolved into Elmbrook Hospital) for nurse’s
training. The class took the State Boards early
so our resident chuckles that she was a RN before she was a graduate nurse.
The class celebrated their graduation
banquet downtown at the Schroeder Hotel and
later went to a night spot frequented by military men. Her husband to be, a very tall fellow, asked her to dance and although she was
engaged to another military fellow, a 70 year
love affair blossomed. They parented 4 living
children.
Over the years they traveled in Europe,
Russia, Greece, the US and Canada. Sadly, her
husband was hit by a car that left him with limited mobility. They moved here 10 years ago.
She continued to encourage and care for him
until his death. She spreads her beautiful smile
wherever she goes. Pleased to have you meet
Bette Engelmeier.
I wasn't a fan of newspaper comic
strips until my wife introduced me to Pickles
in the daily and Sunday Journal/Sentinel. Now
I can't wait to view an episode of this hilarious, too-close-to-home series which deals with
the day-to-day activities of Earl and Opal
Pickles, a sixtyish married couple.
Earl is retired, bald, stocky, wears
glasses, and except for the age, is my clone.
Opal is gray-haired, pleasingly plump, bespectacled and long suffering, just like my wife
Loretta. At times I feel as if the cartoonist,
Brian Crane, has cameras in our apartment and
uses our activities to produce the strip. Recently, Earl and Opal were in Hawaii on an
anniversary vacation.
We did that. They canoed a river. We
did that--in Belize about eight years ago and
were told we were the oldest couple to ever do
it. Some of the dialogue and situations are so
real to us that it is downright eerie. I wonder if
I can claim ownership and get in on Mr.
Crane’s success.
BALLET TO GO
By Ann Fritsch
Six students from the Milwaukee Ballet
School brought a unique program to San Camillo
demonstrating their exercises, flexibility and
jumps. The movements were explained, the five
foot positions, a plie and releve, so the audience
could better understand and enjoy the short ballet
presented. The students answered questions and
promised to return with a full cast for a program.
Being a late bloomer, I started ballet lessons at age thirty-five. The student I spoke with
agreed that it was a bit late. I told him my goal was
to do a tourjete. My goal was never met. The
young man executed the move with ease.
Be sure to attend the next visit from the
Milwaukee Ballet Company for a musical theater
treat. (French spelling courtesy of resident
Jeanne Maviel.)
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JULY BIRTHDAYS
San Camillo
Mary Dahlman
Mary Agnes Blonien
Elizabeth Engelmeier
Bernard Adee
Judith Schmidt
Elizabeth Stern
Elaine Niesen
Elaine Bauer
Mary Goldammer
James Kinkema
William Webb
Lois Scheid
Marilyn Krueger
Dorothy Tubesing
John Jaroch
Donald Daniel
Carolyn Majewski
Lee Thompson
Mary Ann Mueller
Lori Bannach
Earl Barrette
Flora Kennedy
Richard Duffey
Lani Reginato
Maria Stadelmann
Gary Gaarenstroom
Sr. Rosalie Klein
Mary Paul
Anna Lemke
Carol Plowe
Katharina Ruckstadter
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Mary Spingola
Nancy Flanner
Helen Heinen
Pearl Todryk
Loretta Musinsky
Richard Larkin
Mary Bowen
Donald Weger
Richard Prince
Eleanor Weiss
Edward Mandarich
Catherine Pinzl
Marcella Regenwether
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Sally Clarin
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Bro. William Foster, SJ
Fr. Paul Steinmetz, SJ
Fr. Thomas Bannantine, SJ
Fr. Michael Kurimay, SJ
Fr. Thomas McShane, SJ
Fr. Thomas Schloemer, SJ
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Fr. Pedro Tramontin, M.I.
Fr. Peter Opara, M.I.
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The Thrift Shop —“A Little Gem of a Store”
By Kathy Pommer
Why pay retail? For those of you who are new to San Camillo, come visit us at the Thrift Shop.
We are located near the Court West building. We have so many different items including clothing,
household goods and furniture. Our prices can't be beat. We get donations daily. So stop by some time
and check us out. We also accept gently used furniture, household items and newer, clean clothing. If
you need assistance with something heavy, a work order can be placed, and one of our maintenance
staff can help you. Phone: 259-8359.
Shop Hours:
Mon/Tues/Thurs
Wed.
Fri.
10 a.m. to Noon
1 p.m. to Noon
10 a.m. to Noon & 1 p.m. to 3 p.m.
First Sat. of each Month 10 a.m. to Noon
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Festa Fun for Free
Join us this year for a fun, family day all
for free at Festa Italiana. All employees and residents are invited to join St. Camillus as we celebrate the Year of Consecrated Life on July 19.
When you join the St. Camillus family on
that Sunday you will receive FREE t-shirt, lunch
and admission for the full day at Festa Italiana.
Join us for the Festa Italiana Mass at the Marcus
Amphitheater and march with us in the procession that follows. You can be part of the parade
as our "vada" of St. Camillus is toured around
the grounds. Then, please join us for lunch,
sponsored by the Order of St. Camillus.
Join the St. Camillus family in a fun day
at Festa. Call or email Kathy Pommer to reserve
your spot today. [email protected], x3770.
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