By Daniel J. Demers - ©Copyright 2013 - All Rights Reserved

ground and nose while violently shaking her head in refusal.  Walt kept his head down and just laughed.  “What else could I do?” he said.

    When they got home, Walt asked Ginger why she did what she did.  She responded with a sly smile, “I’m just a mean kid, Dad.”  She told her grandfather about the incident claiming, “Dad let loose a bomb in church.”

The following Sunday Ginger made her first Confession with twenty or so other kids.  Father Luis celebrated afterwards with a pizza party for the kids. 
    Pizza?   When I made my first Confession in the 1950s all I got was a bunch of Hail Marys and Our Fathers!
Holy Flatulence

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(Courtesy of: Russian River Times)

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