January 16, 2005

 

Miracle baby is proof that good conquers evil
 

I learned a couple of things in the aftermath of that June morning in 2002 when an old man with a rifle opened fire in the hallways of Conception Abbey. The first was that dawn always follows darkest night; that even the most senseless of tragedies and deepest of pain will give way to unexpected blessings. The other thing I learned was how to manage national media coverage in the aftermath of a bizarre, headline-grabbing tragedy.

Miracle baby is proof that good conquers evil

Her name means “winner” or “conqueror.” It was the name her mother picked before she even knew she was having a girl. As I looked down at little Victoria Jo Stinnett sleeping peacefully in my arms, I knew there couldn’t be a more perfect name.

After all, just 13 days earlier, this little “miracle,” as her father Zeb calls her, had taken her first traumatic breath – at the same time her young mother, Bobbie Jo Stinnett, was breathing her last. Little Victoria was welcomed to the world not by doctors, nurses and family, but rather by the person who had just sliced her from her mother’s womb. Victoria’s first car ride wasn’t the short trip home from a hospital maternity ward with her parents. Instead, it was a 150-mile race with her mother’s killer.

Thanks to the work of Nodaway County Sheriff Ben Espey and many other law enforcement officials, Victoria was found, unharmed, 23 hours later, and reunited with her father. The next day, her mother was buried, the mother Victoria Jo will know only through family memories, photographs and – sadly – through yellowing newspaper clippings.

Yet, here she slept, oblivious to the strange man with a lump in his throat who was holding her like rare porcelain. Five days earlier was Christmas, the celebration of that silent night when a tiny infant brought hope to humankind.

Now, I sat at a kitchen table with a family whose Christmas had been silenced by the numbness of grief. But I held in my arms the embodiment of victory – good over evil, peace over violence, love over hatred!

She was dressed for battle in a slightly too-big “Tigger” jumper, and armed with a sleepy yawn that could melt cold steel. She was blissfully unaware that she had entered a world in which cruelty and violence could erupt without warning, and mercifully forgetful that it had done so in her first 24 hours.

I’d never met Victoria’s family before that night. A co-worker whose husband works with Zeb, told me that the family was growing weary of continual media attention. Apprehensively, she asked if I could help.

I learned a couple of things in the aftermath of that June morning in 2002 when an old man with a rifle opened fire in the hallways of Conception Abbey. The first was that dawn always follows darkest night; that even the most senseless of tragedies and deepest of pain will give way to unexpected blessings. The other thing I learned was how to manage national media coverage in the aftermath of a bizarre, headline-grabbing tragedy.

I’m no PR guru, just a man with an experience that thankfully most people will never have. I’m not wise, but sometimes life forces wisdom upon us.

I could not help this family with their grief and pain. Each tragedy is a deeply personal experience. No one can possibly know exactly what Zeb and his family are going through, just as no one could truly know what the monks went through. But this tragedy and the shootings at Conception Abbey had one thing in common – the media.

Perhaps if I could simply answer a few questions, or pass on some lessons learned the last time the national media descended on Nodaway County, it would help in some small way to ease this family’s burden.

I ran the idea by Abbot Gregory Polan, who gave his blessing. He said he had been trying to think of a way that Conception Abbey could reach out to the Stinnett family, maybe this was it.

Not wanting to intrude on this family’s privacy, I placed a call to Sheriff Espey. He immediately called the family to suggest the idea, and a couple of weeks later I was nervously knocking at their door.

The meeting went well. I’m not sure if I helped them, or if they ever really needed my help. I was humbled by their hospitality, and I’m a better person for meeting them. They are good people who are facing the unfathomable with quiet dignity. They told me they desired two things: first, the opportunity to thank the countless people who have reached out to them with cards, letters, gifts, donations, and above all, prayers; and second, the privacy to grieve, heal and get to know their newest member like any other family would, free from news cameras.

The desires of the little girl in the Tigger outfit were even simpler. Soon she would want, no, she would demand – and quite vocally – to be fed.

Conquering evil is hungry work.

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Dan Madden is the Director of Development and Communications at Conception Abbey. He lives in Savannah with his wife and four children. Mr. Madden’s job was to manage the media coverage following the tragedy, which occurred on June 10, 2002. An elderly gunman, Lloyd Jeffress, entered Conception Abbey and shot four monks, killing Brother Damian Larson and Father Philip Schuster. Mr. Jeffress then committed suicide in the abbey church.

Miracle baby is proof that good conquers evil
St. Joseph News-Press
January 16, 2005