"When I was nearly two years of age, I developed a flu-like symptom. Our Doctor Kellon at our home in Watertown, New York, arrived and gave me medicine. After one day, I was worse, and he diagnosed my condition as spinal meningitis.

I became partially paralyzed, unable to eat or perform any normal bodily functions. My head had drawn back almost to my shoulders, in a frozen-like state.

The doctor at this time said he would not anticipate recovery; and, if I did survive, to a certain degree, I would always be a cripple. He also told my mother and father, Margaret and Jacob Lawrence, he did not believe I would live through the night. So ill was I that my Aunt Laura bought the "little white burial dress".

At this point, my Aunt Molly and Uncle Leo, who lived in the city, arrived to say the Rosary all that night long. Aunt Molly had been given a first-class relic, a part of the bone from The Little Flower—St. Therese of Lisieux, by her dearest friend who had visited the shrine in France.

The first miracle was established when my Uncle Leo had become seriously ill with pneumonia. By his doctor, he was given no more than twelve hours to live. Aunt Molly immediately placed the relic on him, and by morning he was able to sit up and shave.

As my relatives prayed the Rosary, the same relic was placed on my head. By morning, I was in complete recovery—a normal looking and acting child.

I again reaffirm my thankfulness for my life, unshaken and permanent. Over all these years, she has been "my friend", taking care of me and my loved ones as I tell her my anxieties with prayers and the recitation of the special chaplet. To all of us who love her so much, we know she is "The Saint of Modern Times".

I have no proof, but have been told this miracle was one of the documents recorded during the process of her beatification."