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When I heard Fr. Bill was accussed, I thought of myself at first. Not of him or anyone else. When I cried, I cried for me. Not for the fact that this would scar Fr. Bill, but for the fact that *I* wasn't going to be able see him. I wasn't going to be able to talk pro wrestling with him, or tell him a new joke I had thought up. I guess that's something I should get used to saying...absorb a little humility. Maybe I was wrong. Post a comment in response: |
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