Nellie Gray’s Funeral took place Friday at 11 o’clock at Mary Mother of God Church in Washington D.C., where she had been a parishioner for many years.
She often went to the Tridentine Mass on Sundays, so it was decided that her funeral Mass should be celebrated in the Extraordinary Form.
The Mass was celebrated by her pastor, Father Jay Harris, a very fine priest who is a graduate of Blessed John XXIII Seminary in Weston and has been pastor at St. Mary’s Church, a beautiful old church in the center of the city’s Chinatown, for many years.
Many of Nellie’s friends and members of her family, who came from Texas, were there to bid farewell to her.
Cardinal Wuerl and I presided in Choir, and spoke at the end of the Mass.
There was an extraordinary choir. It was exceptional and how beautiful the music was.
Terry Scanlon, one of the board members of the March for Life, offered words of remembrance at the conclusion of the Mass. He spoke about how, back at the beginnings of the March, Nellie and “Father Seán O’Malley" with his sandals, would trot through the Rayburn House Office Building leafleting all the offices. He also reminded me of all the lunches of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches that Nellie and I would share in those days!
I was very touched to see that on her coffin she had an image of our Lady of Guadalupe which, of course, represents Mary during her own pregnancy. I thought it was a beautiful detail.
In my remarks, I spoke about how Nellie really said “yes” to a very special vocation in the Church as a Catholic lay woman. She gave up a very comfortable position as a lawyer in the Labor Department and renounced the possibility of having her own family or following her professional career.
She gave all of that up to be able to dedicate herself to the defense of life. As I said, for Nellie life was not an abstract issue, it was about the defense of pre-born babies. That was the phrase that she coined and used constantly. Her vocation was to save those children.
In the early days of the March, many people thought that we should have held it in the springtime, or some other time when the weather was better. However, I think she was very wise to attach it to the very date of the Roe vs. Wade decision, which is one of the saddest days in the history of our country. Hundreds of thousands of people being there in the snow and ice only made the witness more convincing that people are determined to stop legalized abortion in the United States.
I have participated in the March every year, and it has been extraordinary to see the changes. At first, it was really only Catholics who participated. Now it is attended by people from many different churches and from no church at all, many people of goodwill.
At the same time, the March keeps attracting more and more young people. Now, the Verizon Center, which holds about 30,000 people, is not big enough for the Youth Mass that is held in conjunction with the March.
I have always called the March a mini-World Youth Day. I don’t kid myself; I am sure many young people go because they think of it as a great chance to take a cheap trip to Washington and that it will be fun. However, once they get there, and experience the liturgy and energy and listen to the message of the Gospel of Life, many young people have experienced a deep conversion that has attached them to the Church and to the cause of life in an extraordinary way. This is a wonderful service that Nellie has given to the Church.
The fact that more and more young people are attending the March is a clear sign to those who thought that eventually this issue would go away; this issue it is not going away.
The voice on behalf of the unborn is going to continue to grow louder and louder.
Another service that Nellie has given to the world is that people in other countries have followed suit and instituted a pro-life march in their own counties, such as Italy and France. People came from all over the world to learn about the March for Life and then replicated it in their own country.
She was a great woman and the work she has done will continue to make an extraordinary contribution to the life of the Church and to the life of our country.
From there, I went to be a part of a gathering of the Catholic Association of Latino Leaders, known as CALL. The theme of this year’s gathering was “The Family: Evangelization and Public Witness – From Education to Religious Liberty”.
This association was started by Archbishop Jose Gomez several years ago to reach out to Latino professionals from throughout the country and help them to grow in their faith and their commitment to the mission of the Church in our country.
Friday, I was supposed to have celebrated the opening Mass at la Ermita del la Caridad, which is the beautiful shrine to Our Lady of Charity in Miami. However, because of Nellie Gary’s funeral, I was unable to be present for the Mass.
I was very grateful that my classmate, Archbishop Charles Chaput, was able to take my place and celebrate the Mass.
That evening, I was able to be there for the banquet at St. Thomas the Apostle, Father Kubala’s extraordinary parish where schoolchildren gave a wonderful cultural presentation for us before dinner.
At the dinner, we were honored hear an address by Supreme Knight Carl Anderson.
Even as I landed in Florida, Hurricane Isaac was beginning to close in on the area. So, I went to spend the rest of the week with my stepmother, Claire O’Malley, who is in the hospital in Boca Raton in intensive care.
For three months now, she has been between intensive care and rehab following an operation. So, I was happy to be able to spend a few days with her there in the hospital with her, along with my aunt and cousins.
As it turned out, Isaac did not do that much damage in southern Florida but the real damage has been suffered by the people in Louisiana and Mississippi who, on the anniversary of Hurricane Katrina, were afflicted by Isaac.
Having lived through several hurricanes while in the West Indies, I know what a horrific and terrifying experience it can be. We pray for all of those who have suffered because of this terrible storm.
- Cardinal Seán