THAT’S ABOUT AS GOOD A CATHOLIC BOY AS YOU COULD FIND……
It was Sunday morning, and the priest had already preached to the adults in the congregation.
Now he was presenting a children’s sermon. He asked the children if they knew what the Resurrection was.
Now, asking questions during children’s sermons is crucial, but at the same time, asking children questions in front of a congregation can also be very dangerous.
In response to the question, a little boy raised his hand.
The priest called on him and the boy said, “I know that if you have a resurrection that lasts more than four hours you are supposed to call the doctor.”
It took ten minutes for the congregation to settle down enough for the service to continue.
We went to the fiesta for a short time before we did dinner at El Rialto. We saw no one we knew in the crowds and that says a lot since we know so many people here.
The restaurant was JAMMED and we couldn’t sit in the bar as we’re used to. It’s rough sitting in the restaurant, but at least that guitar player was not there.
It was nice seeing the town filled with people.
In the afternoon I took the bike out and went to visit with Erin. I threw Belle for a loop by appearing for no reason, but once she got used to me being there she was fairly pleasant and we chatted for about 15 minutes. The ride was just shy of 100 miles.
Nina is getting a tiny little cyst removed from her wrist this morning. I’ll drive her there and then leave for breakfast and other unnecessary chores. She’ll call me when she’s done.
The last time I took her in for surgery, they insisted I stay and wait during the entire operation. I laughed at them and walked out.
Drive down 39 through Roy and the Kiowa Grasslands~Windy
Gas stop in Springer~Ehh
Detour in Springer~Not Bad
Drive down I-25~Brutally Hot and Nasty Winds
The ride left me dehydrated because of the heat.
I drank a bunch of water and still got dehydrated.
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