Told through diary entries and interview excerpts, we learn about Marie Phillips-Gorman's life. She came of age in the 1920s, where she lived the flapper lifestyle...until her family and loved ones came to utterly and totally depend on her. By the time the Great Depression hit, Marie had decided to be a force for good in the world, helping people in her community the way she had not been helped. Her life was rife with tragedy, but she continued to care for and about the people who needed help the most: outcasts from society, bums, the poor, the homeless, etc. She did what she could with what she had, and her big heart, her empathy, and her sympathy were what earned her the title of saint. Surprisingly, the story is otherwise quite boring.