One Sunday per year, maybe two, found the back right pew at Saint Anthony’s Church in Weiner without me (or Dad) in it. We would get a special dispensation to miss Mass to go deer hunting. I was there whenever the church doors were open, and not just out of habit. I believed in the [...]
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