I first came to visit the Academy 24 years ago. As I approached the school for the first time, I noticed three students, Mercy girls as I would come to know them, crossing the street. Those three young women, whom I would soon get to know as a new assistant principal, made a deep impression on me that has endured and grown stronger all these years. I was struck by their strength and self-possession, the way they carried themselves and the way they treated each other.
Over the years, I would get to know many Mercy girls as scholars, leaders in service, young people of deep faith, hard workers, tremendous athletes, artists and steadfast friends. I would see them grow into women of mercy, teachers, mothers, doctors, nurses, advocates for the vulnerable, engineers, business women, accomplished performers, the kind of people you would want as a friend and reach out to if you were in need. I came to know alumnae who had graduated many years ago. I heard their stories, and I knew they, too, were Mercy girls who had stood the test of time with wisdom and faith.
Someone once wrote, "More than a place on a map, a virtual sisterhood, or even a second family, Mercy Academy is a feeling, one that takes hold sometime in freshman year and then remains with a young woman forever, a silent affirmation of her innate potential, true goodness and sturdy resiliency, no matter how high the obstacle in front of her or how many miles from home she might find herself one day."
I think that is a good description of what I was blessed to see in those three Mercy girls years ago on Broadway. Come visit, and I suspect you will see the same.