By Brian Bernhardt
From sixth grade until my senior year in high school I helped, along with my three older brothers, on our Saturday mornings at the Clare House making bags, checking dates, and bringing in deliveries (the amount of things I was able to bring in certainly changed in that small amount of time!) All those hours in service, with good people, who cared for the less fortunate in our community really changed me for the better. It is safe to say I would not be here, in Buffalo, New York, going to a college seminary in which I am thinking about being a Catholic missionary priest, if not for my many 9 to 11’s spent at the Clare House.
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