My son Jesse called and said, “Dad, want to go to war?†My face went blank. “What,†I asked. He said he and his friends were going out to a large field full of weeds to have a
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I had a blast. My son and I were on the same team along with three comrades from our parish. We won 7 out of 7 wars. I got hit a couple times and have welts on my back to prove it, but it was worth it. When I got home Janet gave me a big hug and told me she was proud of me. (For a larger picture, see my homepage.)
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We haven’t figured out yet if it was a “Just War†but it was with a bunch of just (justified) Catholic guys from our parish. I can’t wait to go do it again sometime — a guy really has to get away from the computer, books, business and the phone once in a while to go out with manly friends and have a good manly war once in a while. (I suspect we will all smile at each other at church over the next few weeks!)