This post should have been posted two weeks ago. It wasn't. But better late than never, I suppose.
One of my great heroes was a simple man, externally nothing spectacular. Yet he changed my life, and I am who I am today because of his influence. I am speaking of Dr. Warren H. Carroll, founder of Christendom College, which I attended for my undergraduate and graduate work. Carroll is best known for his historical books. Any Google search of his name will return infinite booksellers who offer to another customer some of the best works of historical scholarship in 20th century Catholicism.
He died on July 17. He was 79, survived by his wife Anne, also known for her works of history.
His legacy remains the alumni of Christendom and his works of history. Search his name, if you aren't familiar with him. Read his works, or read some articles you find by him, or articles about him.
He was a history maker in the truest sense of the word.
Barring some major setback, like a rejection by the academic board, I intend to write my dissertation on this great man and how he affected history.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me post this first.
Alumni of Christendom were asked to write some memories of Dr. Carroll, which would be included in a book for Mrs. Carroll. I took a crack at it, hoping it wouldn't come out too prideful, or too much about me. That was part of the problem with remembering Dr. Carroll. He would always deflect someone else as the center of attention.
But I'm getting sidetracked. Here's what I sent in as my memories.