A stained glass window in St. Hugh's

I got to go into St. Hugh's and I was kind of taken over with emotion. The day before was tough enough and now I was in the church. I knew deep in my heart we were close to finding my relatives. I just knew it, but I had no place to go after I walked out of that church. We had the map that Mary had given us, but it was getting late and we really didn't know what to do next. We had to go to Galway which was a 3 to 3 and a half hour drive away and time was running out. I messed up the tape of the church but I did take pictures inside that you see here. I sat there and prayed to St. Patrick and hoped for the best and the best happened.