Nearly 20 years ago, I stumbled upon the Sanctuary of Our Lady of Lourdes in France while traveling Europe with my daughter Amelia. Within a week of returning to Baltimore, I was never the same.
You could call it a miracle or a healing, as I was suffering from that most chronic of Crabtown afflictions, ARD.
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