Over the years I was sad to see that the Vatican deprived him of his job. Though he never ceased teaching and writing.
It is good to see Charles Curran weighing in on the crisis of our day - as he did during Vatican II in my college long ago.
I honestly can't describe how or in what way he influenced me. It must have seeped in, like gentle rain falling on ground which I didn't even know was thirsty for the influence of a catholic thinker in my young life - in a catholic college, which encouraged us to THINK!
Having recently returned from a reunion with many of my classmates, I am struck by the beautiful women we have become - women now the exact age of the year of our graduation. Women who think for themselves. Women who have grown far beyond the uniformity of the current hierarchy, which ironically terms itself catholic. Women grown into the same kind of spirit-filled heart-giving souls which LCWR sisters embody today and encouraged in our youth.
Charles Curran, I never forgot your name. I have no idea how your presence and homilies seeped into me. You never knew my name. In your humility you came and went. And left your presence in my heart.