This is an intercession about a little boy. A friend told us that she learned of Padre Pio from her mother-in-law.

In 1967, my mother-in-law took her dying eight year old son, five thousand miles to meet Padre Pio. The doctors at the children’s hospital where he had been treated for years, told her to take him home and enjoy him – he only had a little time left. He had a cancer which at that time had a 2% survival rate. Instead, she took him to San Giovanni Rotondo to meet Padre Pio. The friars escorted him up to Padre Pio’s cell while she waited. When they brought him back to her, Padre Pio said something to her in Italian and one of the friars translated it for her and he said, "The boy will be alright."

Her son, my husband’s brother, just recently turned 40!