I am out of words tonight so I will leave you with a few of today’s photos………………..
|A FOGGY MORNING IN GODERICH|
GROANER’S CORNER:(( “A PRIEST, PLEASE!” the dying man says again lying in the street after being struck by a car. Out of the crowd steps a little old Jewish man of at least eighty years of age. “Mr. Policeman,” says the man, “I’m not a priest. I’m not even a Catholic. But for fifty years now I’ve been living behind St. Mary’s Catholic Church on Third Avenue, and every Friday night I listen to the Catholic litany. Maybe I can be of some comfort to this man.”The policeman agrees and brings the octogenarian over to where the dying man lay. He kneels down, leans over the injured man, and says in a solemn voice:”B – 4. I – 19. N – 38. G – 54. O – 72.”