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Comment by Central Scrutinizer on June 26, 2012 at 12:58am

have no idea Nikki, didn't think bout that little chink in the holy armor back then. I can see if the moms knows what was up. Think something about a step son???, recall the word "Step" cuz thought it was funny as a kid  which menas there was a marriage somewhere then? ...I'll investigate a bit ;)

Comment by Nikki on June 25, 2012 at 8:49pm

Who was James's mother?

Comment by Central Scrutinizer on June 24, 2012 at 10:23pm

My priest had a son and his name was james ;)

Comment by Nikki on June 24, 2012 at 9:25pm

Comment by Nikki on June 24, 2012 at 9:24pm

@Holly, James is the son of the priest? Am I reading that correctly?

Comment by Central Scrutinizer on June 21, 2012 at 10:57pm

Comment by Central Scrutinizer on June 21, 2012 at 9:15pm

Comment by Central Scrutinizer on June 15, 2012 at 6:33pm

Oh Fweezella, where are U Fweezella???....lol

Comment by Central Scrutinizer on June 15, 2012 at 6:13pm

The hometown (german dutch village in PA.) was smaller than this place here, & back then there were 28 Catholic churches around, all in latin, good thing they run a short playlist on Sunday mornings ;)

about mid way thru the alter boy career is when they decided to try and get all kewlio, they switched to english (wasn't much better) ;)~

they got like 6 local College girls w/ 6 & 12 string acoustics beltin out the "Hep" versions of the ol catholic classic's such as "Row the boat ashore" & the ever dreadful song "Kumbaya"....a fun time was had by all ;)

"Summers of the Nuns" was always a treat to look forward to after 8 months of crappy school, the upside was that my priest wasn't a perv or corrupted, he was a boat/water Priest..lol, was in Coast guard and had a couple little boats and he would take us out on the lakes and gun them bitches.

I used to cut the church grass, had tea with Father Dumminger ( he turned me on to real brewed natural hot tea, think I was 9-10) The Organist was your typical single spinster type, cat-eye glasses, plain jane looking, shy skinny thing, wore dresses w/ big white frocks. Maybe 25-30. She would give me lessons on playing the organ a lot of times. So I got to admit there was a lot of character building there, but even then I didn't see where this god person fit in yet. Stuff I'll never forget tho.

PS: His son James ended up being my High School Assistant Principle for 3 years.

Comment by michael marzelli on June 15, 2012 at 5:39pm

Yea me too. Alter boy. Catholic school Yada. Yada. Yada.
Freedom from religion is the best revenge.

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