The Mission That Grows in Beauty

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I bowed, made the sign of the Cross and sat in the third pew I watched as tourists marched in clanking the door handles, talking loudly and allowing children to run back and forth, showing no reverence for a Continue reading “The Mission That Grows in Beauty”

The Village That Is No More

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In the little village of Clairburg life was peaceful, gentle and quiet. No one could remember just when the town was founded, but they all 243 citizen knew one another. This was the type of village where most young men Continue reading “The Village That Is No More”