Teresa McGee was struggling with arthritis, anger, and a sense of sin. Her friend Jim Lenihan, a 72-year-old Maryknoll missioner, lay dying in a nursing home. It was Jim's last summer. For Teresa it was a new beginning. "The last time I sat by his bed," writes Teresa, "there seemed nothing left of Jim but his essential goodness." That goodness remains, in Teresa, and in her moving story of friendship, faith, and rebirth.