Lucy Marie began her life's journey on March 30, 1904, the second eldest of seven children born to Catherine Schmitt and Joseph Beyer. As a young woman, Lucy became skilled in shorthand, typing and bookkeeping. These skills were generously put to use as she helped to support her family during the years of the Depression. Of her last job as a stenographer she said: "I was at this place from 1925 to 1942, and received a good recommendation from the Auditor who came yearly to check the books. “I worked a total of 23 years in various offices until I entered Clyde December 7, 1942." 

It was on October 5, 1940, feast of St. Placidus, that she said she received a definite call from God to enter religious life. It was not until many years later in 1970, that she made the connection between the date the Lord called her to religious life, and the fact that this happened on the feast of a Benedictine Saint.

Her characteristic sense of responsibility and fidelity continued to grow and develop as she entered onto the "narrow road that leads to Life." She was invested in 1943 and made her monastic profession on August 26, 1944, receiving the name Sr. M. Alicia. Sister returned to her baptismal name, Lucille, in 1970. Sister adapted herself to varied tasks in the Monastery. Altar Bread department and its many facets: bookkeeping, packing, mailing. The ordinary things, she did extraordinarily well. Added to all of this was her sense of humor, and her deep love for all in the community. She was also a firm believer in exercise, whether that was walking or tennis. Many a sister younger than she was challenged to a rousing game of tennis. In Mundelein where there were a lot trees, she spent many recreations working to clean out the dead wood and really enjoyed. Sister Lucille Marie loved a good joke And even when she could not respond to a greeting she would always laugh at a joke, no matter how bad she felt.

Sister had surgery for a brain tumor in Kansas City and after that was never quite the same. Her sense of physical vigor and vitality was exchanged for that which was in the realm of the Spirit, as the effects of Parkinson’s disease became evident. 

Sister died on September 28, 1987. One Sister at her wake commented that Lucille was always out to "win" whether that be in tennis or physical suffering. She has now reached that goal of which St. Paul speaks: "I am reaching for the finish, for the prize to which God calls us upward to receive in Christ Jesus." In her end, is her beginning.”