We have a large Catholic something or other several blocks from our house, and every Sunday the streets are completely mobbed with big SUVs left there by worshippers. As we go out to do our errands of a Sunday morning, of course, we are inclined to cuss them to eternal darn-nation for clogging up our local byways, etc. But then I remember they are trying, at least, to account for more than matter and meat, so I forgive them their obnoxiosities.

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