COMMENTARY: An (alcoholic) saint goes marching in
(Column ~ 05/12/13)
Years ago my oldest son asked me a question: "What is a saint?" When you're driving along with a numb mind at day's end, as I was, that's not the type of question you are prepared to answer. So I splattered out, "A saint is someone who does what God wants them to do." My son answered, "If that's a saint, then why did New Orleans choose that as their football mascot?" I didn't have an answer for that question either...
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