Never again will a young woman have the opportunity to have a high school experience like mine, writes guest columnist Maura McCarthy.

Great Catholic lawyers, great Catholic politicians, great Catholic university professors, great Catholic physicians and nurses, great Catholic investors and financiers, great Catholic law enforcement officers, great Catholic writers and critics, great Catholic entertainers, each in his or her special area of competence, is meant to bring Christ to the society and the culture.

In the excitement about getting pet birds, I have failed to acknowledge another significant change for our family. We got a grill.

Maybe today you’re looking for something even more important than hash browns. Maybe you’re searching for hope or peace or comfort or an answer to a difficult problem.

If inner-city and other low- and middle-income Catholic schools are emptied because of unbearable financial pressures on parents, there will be multiple victims.

There’s a phrase in Juvenal’s “Satires” that might be translated as “Who will guard the guardians?” That’s the right question to ask for both police racism and clergy abuse.

Most years when the school year ends, I take off from work for the first week of summer break. The boys and I have a week of fun. We hit arcades, eat and explore our way through the area, and sometimes throw in an overnight trip to see our cousins in New York. This year […]

Think about the ways you are like your father, whether he is here or in heaven. Consider the good parts you’ve inherited, the ones ingrained in your genes.

We are in a sweet honeymoon period with our new pet birds. Everything they do is fascinating.

Our younger son has loved birds for as long as I can remember. And, at some point during this pandemic, he started asking for a pet bird.