For I was hungry and you gave Me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave Me something to drink, I was a stranger and you took Me in, I was naked and you clothed Me, I was sick and you looked after Me, I was in prison and you visited.
Stacie Ferraro died Friday. Her obituary is on Page 5. I did not know her well. I’ve known her husband, Tony, for many years.