Fr. Stanislaus had a brother who was a Jesuit Priest. Their father was the Captain of the Forest Guards in Luxembourg, and he was a daily communicant. In speaking with Fr. Stanislaus about his childhood, I said to him "How fortunate you were to be brought up in such a religious Catholic family, that afforded to give the world two sons as Priests". "Yes," he said, "but it was not always that way. When we were very young, my father was a fallen away Catholic, and although my mother was still prayerful, none of us ever attended Mass, even on Sundays". I said, "Oh my! How rare for this to have happened. You have me fascinated as to how your religious vocations came about". "It was not until one day, when my father spent an afternoon with the butcher in his shop, that changed him. What happened that day was the means of his conversion." "The butcher shop, a conversion in the butcher shop! What happened?" "Well, you see, the two men were the best of friends from childhood, and while, as usual, they were engrossed in deep conversation, a poor elderly woman entered the shop. The butcher broke off the conversation with my father to ask the old woman what she wanted. She had come to beg for a little meat, but she had no money."

"Only a little meat, but how much are you going to pay me?" The poor woman explained, "I am sorry I have no money, but I will hear Mass for you!" The butcher and the Captain did not care much about the Catholic religion, and they began to scoff at the old woman's answer. "All right, then," said the butcher. "You go out and hear Mass for me, and when you come back, I'll give you as much meat as the Mass is worth". The woman left the shop and returned later. She approached the counter, and the butcher seeing her said, "All right then, we'll see!" He took a piece of paper and wrote on it, "I heard a Mass for you". He then placed the paper on the scale and a thin bone on the other side, but nothing happened! Next he placed a piece of meat instead of the bone, but still the paper was heavier. Both men were beginning to feel ashamed of what they had said. The butcher then placed a large piece of meat on the scale, but still the paper was heavier! The butcher was shocked and examined the scales, but found they were all right!

"What do you want, my good woman? Must I give you a whole leg of lamb?" He placed the whole leg of lamb on the balance, but the paper still outweighed the meat! A larger piece of meat was put on, but again the paper remained heavier! The butcher and the Captain suddenly realised that the Mass was invaluable. In that instant, they both received the grace to understand that the value of one Mass cannot be calculated. All of this so impressed the butcher that he was converted, and promised to freely give the woman her daily ration of meat. He kept his promise, and soon other poor folks also came for free portions, but also the people of near-by towns heard of his generosity and fine quality of products, and his business flourished more than it ever had before. My father, the Captain, went to Mass the very next day, and another grace was given to him. He was able to distinctly perceive Jesus in the Eucharist, and from that day on, all our family went to daily Mass.