In a Facebook post by Fr. James Martin, S.J., Jesuit priest, writer, editor-at-large for Jesuit Magazine, America, and long-time friend of Fr. Curry, Fr. Martin describes an event from Fr. Curry's childhood:
"When he was a little boy, in the 1950s, the preserved right forearm of St. Francis Xavier, the Jesuit missionary, came to Philadelphia. Strange as this may seem to non-Catholics, this 'relic' is particularly well known: it's the arm that the Jesuit used to baptized thousands of people during his missionary days in Africa, India and Japan.
Rick's first-grade teacher, a Catholic sister, thought it would be a good idea for Rick to see the arm--though she didn't expect there would be any sort of miraculous outcome. Neither did his mother, though she wrote a letter to have Rick excused from class to see the relic. Neither of these two women was making any connection between Rick's missing a right forearm, and the visit of the right forearm of St. Francis Xavier.
But his Catholic-school classmates did! They were praying hard for a miracle. Maybe Rick would be healed--and be like all the other children. So when Rick's mother picked him up to drive him to the cathedral downtown, his class was thrilled.
A huge line wound up and down the aisles of the cathedral. Because of the number of people, an announcement was made: visitors would be able only to touch the reliquary, the glass box that held Francis's arm. You wouldn't be able to kiss the reliquary, as some pious Catholics had hoped. But when several priests saw the boy without his right arm, they said to his mother, 'Oh, no, he can kiss it!' Rick, however, wanted no such 'healing.'
So he kissed the glass case, but pressed the stump of his right arm against himself--hoping that it would not grow.
On his way back home, on the trolley car, he kept checking his arm. But there wasn't any change. No miracle. And when he returned to class, his classmates told them how disappointed they were. Perhaps, they said, he wasn't worthy of a miracle.
But someone else had a very different reaction. When he returned home that night, his sister Denise, who would later become a nun, was hiding behind the drapes of the living room windows. She peeked out. When she saw that no miracle had occurred, she was delighted. "Oh great!" she said. 'I'm so happy that nothing happened. Because I like you the way you are!'"
Read Father James Martin's full post here: https://www.facebook.com/FrJamesMartin/.../53186415976496:0