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February 11, 2013



Interesting confluence in our pasts, Den. My altar boy days came just at the moment our part switched from Latin to English, which was a bit of a disappointment to me. Not that reciting the phonetic lines on the laminated scripts would have made me fluent in any way, but it amplified the element of mystery.

As far as the religious journey beyond R.C., I took the road less traveled by.

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