The morning of December 8 was cold, crisp, and clear in northern California – an immaculate sky for the Immaculate One, and for a child soon to be made immaculate by the waters of holy baptism. The feast commemorates the conception of Our Lady in the womb of St. Anne, a fitting day for the baptism of her namesake, Anne Josephine.
The sacrament was administered by Fr. Robert Novokowsky, F.S.S.P., in the medieval Lady Chapel at St. Stephen the First Martyr Catholic Church.
Anne with her wonderful Godparents.
My incomparable wife and our three daughters.
Fr. Novokowsky and his flock of Culbreaths.
Anne with her sweet Godmother, the kind of Catholic she would do well to imitate, and who would be deeply embarrassed if I told you any more about her. (God bless you, Mrs. D.!)
Anne just before her baptism, with my dear great-aunt Hilda.