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I traveled far, I traveled far and wide,

I lived each minute, sorrow or delight

As life requested,- west, east, south or north

But when by ill-luck struck, prompt help came forth.



I had the fortune to well hone my wit

I every town I dwelt, - some Jesuit

Did lend a hand my Einstein  to increase

I was found out  - with mutual memories.



Of days gone by they spoke “remember her?

From Salzburg, Montreal, and Mount St. Claire,

From Winnipeg, Vancouver, Calgary?

They did remember well, -Oh lucky me!



By far too long would be a narrative,

To tell what the good Padres did achieve:

The war concluded, chaos, miseries,

Held sway - their  chapel was an isle of peace



So very few there are that can impart

A knowledge that delights the hungry heart,

Together with profoundest sympathy

And understanding’s sharp acuity.



Their teaching solid, vigorous though stern

Made eager pupils needed lessons learn,

And profit for a life time and beyond,

And knowledge shared makes for a lasting bond.



Whenever I was trodden down and beat,

I met -to help me out- a Jesuit

And predicate their cherished ideogram



Ad Majorem Dei Gloriam!