I was a young Catholic boy in the early sixties going to St Mary's school in Beverly Ma. I remember Fr. Darcy as my favorite priest in the parish. I remember him coming to the schoolyard to play Wiffle ball with us. I recall to this day him pitching to our teacher, Sister Genevieve in her penguin habit, and her running the bases with that cardboard bib flipping up into her face. Father Darcy came across as a regular guy who happened to be a priest. God Bless him.
November 28, 2017 | CENTER CONWAY, NH