Every weekend an elderly man sits through the entire Mass at the back of the church with his arms folded across his chest and a scowl on his face. He doesn’t open his mouth to sing nor pray, not even the “Our Father.” I’m sure if I did a little digging, I would find Oscar the Grouch, from Sesame Street, adorning his family coat of arms. There is also a woman, a bit younger than the Grouch, who, out of ...
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