A spankin’ new Minnesota Twins ball cap rides the head of the ex-nun formerly known as H.B. today.
Could be a ten-foot-tiara as far as I’m concerned.
Left the order in 1965, she said, because she wasn’t “good at obedience.”
Yep, doesn’t take more than a minute with her to know she’s got one helluva spine — and the world’s a better place because of it.
Better because of her exuberance. And her belief that miracles are everywhere. In opera and the island of Manhatten and in every child’s fingerprint.
Better because she’s got a back bone that’s both strong and sassy.
Katharine Hepburn riding a skateboard regal.
We’re led to believe women are crowned by circumstance, and that’s true in part. But I believe we’re each born with a tiara that has the potential to rise 10 feet in the air.
Only question is —
will we grow the spine to support it?
It’s never too late to leave the order.