My Rosary Story

My Grandfather passed away 2.5 years ago.  My passion for woodworking started in his little 2 car garage woodshop over 30 years ago.  He was an important figure in my life.  As a child he told funny stories and taught me woodworking.  As a husband and father, he modeled praying a daily rosary with his wife for all their children and grandchildren until the day he died.

Last year our basement flooded, and with that flooding I was forced to sort through the dreaded “storage room”.  Praise God our most cherished memory boxes were safely tucked away in boxes on the top shelf.  I spent a month going through every item in every box and carefully preserving containers full of memories.  

One memory in particular stopped me in my tracks and brought me to tears.  It was a 3 page letter from my Grandfather - handwritten.  I’m crying as I write this.  He was such an incredible storyteller.  When I was young, I collected keys.  I don’t remember why, but I had this big keychain full of random keys.  My Uncle’s old motorcycle key, countless house keys, keys to safes, lockboxes, journals.  I probably had 20 keys by the time I grew out of it.  There was one key in particular though.  It was the size of a shoe (at least that’s how I remember it as a 10 year old boy).  My Grandfather gave it to me, but that’s all I remembered about it when I donated the key collection along with various other nicknacks when we moved back in 2016.  

You see it wasn’t the key that held the memory.  It was the letter.  My Grandfather created this elaborate story of how he and his friend witnessed a murder on the beach over a treasure chest and they were so afraid that they ran away.  Months later with the thought of a buried treasure haunting his dreams, they returned to the beach where it happened hoping to find the treasure still preserved.  To their disappointment, they only found the key to the now buried treasure.  I laughed and cried when I read it again.  I had no memory of the story.  I feel sad that I got rid of the key.  Had I remembered the story, I would have kept it.  That said, I’d rather have the story than the key.

This is the inspiration behind The Rosary Story.  Someday you will forget why this rosary has significance to you. When that day comes, it will be important to have a reminder (like a time capsule) of where you were in life when this rosary was enlisted as a spiritual weapon.  Equally important is the realization that someday you will pass this rosary on to someone you love. The origin story of your rosary matters as much as the rosary itself. Preserve your rosary story with our Rosary Story book.