Brave Little Boy

Gabriel is a tough and brave little guy. Yesterday he had his hand in the door jam as two of his brothers slammed the door. His middle finger was partially severed. My wife had a neighbor come over and then she rushed him to the ER. I missed the whole thing since I was at church with our daughter for Divine Mercy Sunday observance. Luckily the plastic surgeon was at the hospital. He and a doctor also named Gabriel reconstructed little Gabe’s finger. He told the doctors and nurses, and anyone else who would listen, that he needs his finger because he wants to be a pilot. Perhaps he has heard us caution our daughter about her hands in relation to playing the piano. My wife tells how, when they took him for x-rays and later when they stitched him up, he asked Jesus to help him and sang Hail Mary, Angel of God and Our Father prayers. Within half an hour of returning he was back outside holding the biggest stick he could find and carry with one hand.