His name was Henry Ciesla and he's in Heaven (regardless of what I believe it's what he believed that counts in his own afterlife) He was a devote (and I mean devote) Catholic who lived to be 87 years old, still walking everyday 4 miles (I know - insane right?) picking up change on the sidewalk which he always donated to the church in addition to his tithe (he was a strong believer in supporting the church).
He appeared in my dream last night, and today I will go and enter a Catholic church - as I do once a year - to light a candle for him and his wife, my Busha, Teresa.
If anyone would care to remember them in your prayers (especially if you are of the Catholic persuasion) I would greatly appreciate it.
Thank you.
He appeared in my dream last night, and today I will go and enter a Catholic church - as I do once a year - to light a candle for him and his wife, my Busha, Teresa.
If anyone would care to remember them in your prayers (especially if you are of the Catholic persuasion) I would greatly appreciate it.
Thank you.