Shenanigans
Stories from Grotto Stories: From the Heart of Notre Dame
On the day of my marriage on August 22, 1970, in nearby Mishawaka, my
wife and I paid a rather unusual visit to the Grotto. My brother, a member
of the Congregation of Holy Cross, officiated at the wedding. In the late
afternoon, after a brief reception, my bride and I agreed to drive my
priest-brother back to Moreau Seminary on the Notre Dame campus. On the
way to Notre Dame, I stopped at a relative's home and changed from my
tuxedo into casual clothes. My bride, however, was still in her wedding
gown. After dropping my brother at Moreau Seminary, we stopped at the
Grotto to light a candle. I also wanted photos of my bride at the Grotto.
It did not occur to us until some time later that the other visitors at
the Grotto at the same time must have been mystified at the sight of a
bride - but no groom!
In the fall of 1981, when I had been at Notre Dame only a couple of
weeks, I was feeling a little homesick so I went to the Grotto for a few
quiet moments. My father, a Notre Dame grad, told me it was the best place
to be when you need a friend. When I arrived there I noticed a man praying
alone and I stood silently next to him for a few moments until he turned
to leave. It was then I recognized him - Gerry Faust. It was the night
before the first home game of.his first season at Notre Dame. I suppose he
was feeling homesick, too. I wished him luck in the game and he thanked me
and left. He didn't have the best record, but we did win the LSU game the
next clay and I knew someone was helping him!
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