(Winter Storm) Pax Nobiscum

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If you had a mind to come to Confession in Martinsville this evening, hopefully you have long since made a good Act of Contrition and resolved to wait until the next time you see me.

I rarely concede anything to the weather. But this situation, I believe, calls for the prudent man to say to himself: “Time to say Vespers, pour a finger of whiskey, and start a Lord of the Rings DVD marathon.”

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