Years later, as a high schooler, I worked as a clerk in the parish rectory and I met sister again; I was amazed at how mild and friendly — and small — she really was. She was actually very sweet to me. Apparently her scare tactics were reserved only for the unsuspecting and malleable minds in her direct charge. Those were interesting days when everybody we knew lived life with such metaphysical certainty. What is most touching is that as misguided as sister’s lessons were, there was a lot of compassion taught for all those haplessly trapped souls. Hopefully compassion that eventually was used on the actual living beings on the planet.