By Teresa Mahoney
There’s something about the number three that’s followed me during this religious journey. During our last dinner in Rome at the Lay Center, a Jesuit priest reminded us, with his three-pronged presentation on interfaith dialogue, that Jesuits love things in threes. I was well-aware of this fact having attended Catholic schools most of my life, ending with college at a Jesuit University. But I think this trip highlighted that an affinity for threes had indeed rubbed off on me.
1) My first “dispatch” (review of the day) was on day three
2) I subconsciously divided my dispatch into three sections and had a subsection about pizza with three parts.
3) And most memorably, I was part of a group that earned the nickname, “The Terrible Trio.”
Myself, Anam Siddiq and Trinna Leong, were serial photographers. While not one cobblestone alley or stained-glass window was left undocumented, we often fell to the tail of the group having to run, sometimes sprint, to catch up. On our first night, a small search party (Brandon and Nathan) was sent looking for us when the beauty of Rome paralyzed our feet and sent our fingers into epileptic shock. But as the days went by, the picture-taking lag became contagious. One at a time, we spread the illness, and soon developed a reputation.
I distinctly remember Aby Sam Thomas’s near-death-experience eyes opening wide when he realized “the group” he thought he was keeping up with was Trinna, Anam and I. We were lost. Aby, if we’re going down, you’re coming with us.
While I will always remember hearing the Pope’s blessing, visiting some of the most beautiful cathedrals in the world and embracing a ten-day all-carb binge, it was nice to discover that my some things I learned in college have stayed with me. And now, if my memory ever gets blurry, I have the pictures.
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