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November 24, 2008

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Wayne

Nothing beats the smile of a child doing their first turn at being an acolyte. Thanks for sharing.

Linda

:)

DannyG

I remember when Debbie H. and I were acolytes at the little Congregational church we grew up in in N.H. Several years we were a team, thru Junior High and High school, doing 1 or 2 services a month. I wondered on more than one occasion if I'd be walking down that asile with her in another context some day. I haven't seen her since graduation, more than 30 years ago.

zorra

A lovely post, and a reminder of how much I also enjoy the concentration, solemnity, and joy of our young acolytes.

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