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IHM Stars On PM BY THEA JARVIS When Sue Hughes, her husband Tom and their two children moved to Atlanta in 1973, they made no grand plan for a future in television. Even when Sue became adult education coordinator at Immaculate Heart of Mary parish, she had no dreams of stardom beyond the ordinary wish to share some of herself with her friends at IHM. And yet, on Wednesday evening, April 16th, “P.M. Magazine,” WAGA’s outstanding local television offering, featured a six minute segment on Immaculate Heart of Mary Church. Sue Hughes was the choreographer of the dance between IHM and the magic of the media. Channel 5 was looking to do a spot on how drama helps to shape community life. They zeroed in on the “Plays for Living” series put on by the Atlanta Family Counseling and Child Services Center. It was one of those mini-dramas, “We, the Family,” that Sue had scheduled for her January “Table Talk” - a program adapted for IHM as the “Year of the Family” got underway. It was this play that “P.M. Magazine” decided to highlight since it offered a real answer to whether or not drama was a legitimate means of fostering positive attitudes in society. Enter Sue Hughes, IHM, and the Catholic Church of north Georgia into the bravado of broadcasting. WAGA certainly found what it was looking for. According to Sue, “We’ve done things on family before, but this really reached the people. They learned that no matter what you believe, you have to listen to others. The play brought this home dramatically.” In the thirty minute discussion that followed the play, the dynamic quality of the IHM audience came to the fore and the play’s director called the group “the best audience we’ve had.” More importantly, Sue was able to see a little of her goal - communication and sharing - being MSGR. DONALD KIERNAN (on right) and Father Jerry Gill view “P.M. Magazine’s” IHM profile with adult education coordinator Sue Hughes (seated) and some of her “Table Talk’ television stars. (Photo by Patty Johnson) reached: “There were some profound things said about family by the lay adults who were really teaching each other. As the ‘Church in the marketplace,’ we need to see that our experiences are valid - that we can minister to each other. We just have no idea how we might help another person by our willingness to share and be open about our own problems and how we’ve dealt with them.” Sue Hughes is still adult education coordinator at IHM. She hasn’t discarded it all for a trip to tinsel-town. In fact, she concedes readily that it was an accident of fate that brought her program to statewide - and possibly nationwide - prominence. But she sees real value in the Catholic Church’s being portrayed positively in the media. “The more positive response we can get, the better. It helps those in our own church and the denominations outside Catholicism to feel that the church is listening - that we are ready to dialogue.” For Sue and her family, the dialogue has already begun. The Church in north Georgia can do no less. “Mttyi. 7U*l 'SuftittuiMaut Soccer Stanley Matthews was his name. He was our hero. There were no parks, no lush green carpets of grass, only the asphalt back lane to steer the rubber ball with our well worn shoes. But as we swept the ball past the helpless defense-men, all of us were he. Stanley Matthews, knighted by the Queen, was destined to become Sir Stanley. His title left us unimpressed but his talented soccer feet dazzled our youthful imaginations. M at t hews played left wing for England. He was a long lean dashing athlete with magic in his feet. Soccer had been played in England since the 4th century, but no one ever played it like Stanley. He would grab the ball at midfield, charge in full stride with head and shoulders bobbing and weaving, bounce the leather from one toe to another leaving opponents wondering if the superhuman Matthews was merely a ghost. Then he zeroed in on the poor unfortunate goalie like a pounding express train. The net stretched as the bullet-shot-ball found the perfect target. A GOAL! Stanley Matthews strikes again. It was scientific soccer at its best. In those post-war years the game stayed in its best known cradle, England. But the good news was spreading fast. Red Russia and the Soviet bloc nations took control for some years. Spain was next as the football mania left the blood stained bulls in the shade. Europe went soccer mad. But a volcano was simmering on another continent. The light and lively Latins of South America were about to give the world a lesson in the perfect art of this eleven man game. The dynamo to light the fuse was the diminative magical Brazilian maestro who has become the brightest star of all—Pele. Pele, with his natural ball control and uncanny tactical twists and turns, has become a human monument to the game. Brazil proclaimed the wizard a natural resource and declared his massive earning untaxable. The 40 year old King of Soccer, now retired, is certainly the greatest exponent of the game to date. But hold on, North America is now on the rise. Truly late comers to the game, the U.S. is fast coming down with the disease. Soccer goal-posts are dotting the land. Kids are fast finding, for the first time, a brand of football that can be played and enjoyed without having a neck like the Peachtree Plaza and a growl like King Kong. Soccer means sport around the world. Played in over 150 countries, it is the largest, most popularly participated game on earth. The ultimate laurel cherished by any nation around the globe is the winning of the World Soccer Cup. When this generation of that crazed “Y” soccer league grows into manhood and parades down 5th Avenue under a hail of ticker-tape holding that soccer chalice aloft, we’ll all wonder how we ever watched the maddening mayhem called the Super Bowl. Catholic Archdiocese of Atlanta Vol. 18 No. 17 Thursday, April 24,1980 $6.00 Per Year CUBA Freedom Means Going To Mass BY JAIME FONSECA SAN JOSE, Costa Rica (NC) - “Freedom is going to Mass without fear,” said Antonio Moret, 22, during a Mass of thanksgiving for Cuban refugees. Moret was one of the first Cubans More On Page 3 HUNGER STRIKE - Cubans supporting the 10,000 Cuban dissidents in Havana’s Peruvian embassy enter the second week of a hunger strike in the Little Havana section of Miami, Fla. Participants are camped in front of a bank and vow to consume nothing but water until the refugees are granted visas to leave Cuba. to arrive in Costa Rica after seeking asylum at the Peruvian embassy in Havana. About 210 of the first 250 Cubans to land attended a special Mass offered by Father Renaldo Pol, a Cuban priest living in Costa Rica. “They attended of their own free will,” said Father Pol. “They have been under atheistic rule for two decades and the first thing they do is thank God for their freedom.” Most of the arriving Cubans are young and had experienced a life of indoctrination by schools, the Communist Party, the Communist Youth and the Neighborhood Defense Committees. “We want to thank God for helping us out of Cuba,” said Teresa Morera who arrived with her two children. A 23-year-old secretary asked to remain anonymous because her husband was left behind. She said the Cubans forced a last-minute separation “as a reprisal against us and our relatives in the United States.” The secretary is a practicing Catholic and was baptized secretly and given religious instruction by her family. (Continued on page 8) St. Joseph’s Celebrates Century Of Service BY JAMES TARBOX “Atlanta has a hospital at last,” reported the Atlanta Constitution of May 2, 1880. Founded by a hardy group of nuns from Savannah and located on Collins and Baker Streets, what started as a tiny Atlanta Hospital has survived and flourished and now is one of the finest medical centers in the south - Saint Joseph’s Hospital. In celebrating its 100 years of existence, many have made mention of the history associated with the Saint Joseph’s. Others point with pride at the pioneer work Saint Joseph’s has done, and continues to do, in the field of coronary care. Many others look .with pride at the two year old building that stands gleaming on Peachtree Dunwoody Road. However, many hospitals reach the 100 year mark. Many medical facilities do exciting work in the field of coronary surgery; and gleaming buildings are dotting city skylines across the country. Saint Joseph’s is all of these things and more. “We’re not just another hospital,” insists Sister Stella Maris, a member of the hospital’s Pastoral Care unit, “we serve the whole person. We believe in treating the physical, the psychological, and the spiritual needs of every patient. We treat the whole person.” This three pronged approach to patient care -- physical, psychological, and spiritual - are the factors that distinguish Saint Joseph’s from other medical treatment centers. The Catholic-Christian approach to patient care makes the gleaming equipment, the fancy research and the 100 years of history mean something beyond the obvious. Medical technology was pretty primative when Sister Mary Cecilia Carroll and a group of nuns from the Savannah Institute of the Sisters of Mercy rolled into Atlanta in 1880. Atlanta, at the time a city of 37,409 people, was still trying to CITING “100 YEARS of Mercy Ministry to Atlanta,” Mayor Maynard Jackson issued a proclamation praising the accomplishments of the Sisters and SJH. Receiving the Centennial proclamation for the hospital were ^standing) Sr. M. Berchmans O’Gorman, Sr. M. Annette Kennedy, Sr. M. Rosarii Kennedy, (seated) Sr. M. Michael Keyes and Sr. M. Madeline Roddenbery. pull itself together after William T. Sherman had swung through 16 years earlier flattening nearly everything in his path. Sister Cecilia and her colleagues were in Atlanta for one specific reason: to found a hospital. As strange as it may seem today, when the Sisters from Savannah came to this city there was no hospital. In response to this need, the Atlanta Hospital was founded. According to contemporary accounts of it’s opening, the name Atlanta Hospital was chosen to emphasize the fact that it would be a hospital open to all. The Atlanta Constitution went to great pains to assure its readers that though the hospital was run by the Sisters of Mercy, “they will consult the slighest preference of any patient, and will send as quickly for a Protestant minister or a Jewish rabbi as for a priest of their own faith.” Atlanta Hospital initially held ten beds and had an operating budget of 50 cents. The Sister’s belief in Divine Providence was not in vain, however, as the hearts and wallets of Atlanta were soon opened in a long series of donations. “These are our benefactors,” said Sister Rosalie Mallard, director of the Pastoral Care Unit. She was refering to a long hall in the hospital that was lined with pictures of distinguished looking men and women - all who had given generously to Saint Joseph’s (Continued on page 6) I