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Last Irish Christening

Last Irish Christening We christened Megan Catholic today just as we had, years ago, Sean and Nora. Afterward my wife and I, with relatives and friends, talked and joked as Megan slept through drinks and barbecue Father fixed behind the phlox in Mother’s garden. That was Sunday. Now, on Monday, Sue and I begin another week of work and all the years we’ll have to wait before we’ll know if Megan swings the razor of good reason. We need to know because of Sean and Nora. They slew us at the age of treason. Donal Mahoney

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Date: 4/14/2010 7:17:00 AM
funny--maybe your friend is just rebelling against the heavenly father and will realize one day that he needs a saviour. I will pray for him.:) I know what you mean about the faith issue, why we believe is beyond me except it is a gift.
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