“So then, Charlie was to receive the last rites in full: he
would be anointed, he would make his confession, he would receive Holy
Communion—the old ritual that sees us from this world. And as I watched the Franciscan go up the
stairs, led by Helen, who was holding the prescribed lighted candle, and
followed by the young doctor, once more I was almost overcome by the special
feeling of this moment, this profound and unique movement that is like no other
in time, this moment that is suddenly stripped clean of everything that once
seemed so important, and in which nothing now matters but the limitless mercy
of God.”
Edwin O’Connor, The Edge
of Sadness
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