It was because of his initials D.A.D. and because of his dearness to us that Mr. Daniel A. Donnelly came to be called by us "Dad Donnelly."
Dad Donnelly was a professional man who befriended our community from its early days. As a younger man, when time from his family and his work allowed, he acted as chauffeur at the time when we didn't own a car and sisters were not allowed to drive. As the years went by, he was more and more around to help us as a carpenter, plumber, handiman, and anything else he could do for the sisters. He was always with us at our early morning Mass.
When the children were grown and his wife preceeded him in death, we gave him a small apartment in our guest house. There he continued his services as health allowed, well into old age. He asked to be buried in our cemetery where, he said, he would get the sisters' prayers. There he lies in our grateful memories and yes, in our prayers.