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  • A Holy Habit in a Fast-Food World

    A couple of days ago, in the fine State of Virginia, specifically, in a town named after a Princess Charlotte, I, accompanied by five of my descendants, met up with a Dominican priest in a jammed packed Chick-fil-A. I saw the priest from afar, he was wearing his black-belted white habit with a Rosary dangling from the belt. He stood…