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When I got home from school I proudly announced to my mom that I was only one of two students in class who knew the mysteries of the Rosary.  I expected her to congratulate me, but instead she was upset and expressed disbelief that none of the other students knew the mysteries. 

In his book, No B.S. Sales Success, Dan Kennedy wrote about the late Fred Herman, a salesman who was considered the greatest American sales trainer who ever lived.

There was a famous priest my Grandmother Effie Williams loved to talk about.  She was personally familiar with him because he was assigned to her parish for a short period of time after he was ordained.  Whenever she talked about him, her face would light up.  The one thing she talked about most was his eyes.  She said that when he looked at you it was as if his eyes could see right through you … straight into your soul.

About a month ago one of our adorers made a comment to me about how much he liked reading my weekly articles and how he always makes copies to pass along to his friends and co-workers.  He then made sure to point out to me that he doesn’t like it when I write about politics, primarily because he has a different political philosophy than I have.  We’ll call him “political man.”

Did you know last Sunday was Grandparents’ day? I didn’t know it until about half way through the day when I saw an article about it. I was going to call my oldest daughter Anna to pester her for not doing anything to honor me as the grandfather of her children, but I decided not to bother her when I realized I hadn’t called my own parents to honor them for their roles as grandparents of my children. Oh well, I’ll have to find something else to bother Anna about.