Sad piece about a former estate-turned-home-for-unmarried-mothers run by a religious order, now up on the auction block

She chuckled, remembering parties in the ornate, wood-paneled basement bar and billiards room; proudly patted the antique sewing machines where the sisters once stitched together hospital gowns for a local textile company; smiled, remembering the bingo games, naps and spiritual support of the convent – “Our powerhouse of prayer,” as Sheedy described it.

But one thing she will remember most about Marycrest is, “Oh, my gosh, the love that was given to the children and to the sisters,” Sheedy said.

“This was not just an institution for girls. We put a lot of time into giving the girls a great deal of love so they could carry it away with them, and a great bunch of love went out of here,” she added