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Last Sunday was Palm Sunday. By a stroke of hey-my-life-is-full-of-the-unexpected, I ended up attending two Palm Sunday masses, both just outside of Boston. On Palm Sunday, we turn and face the back of the church, and the priest blesses palms (imported, obviously, ain’t no palms this far north) and we read the story of JesusContinueContinue reading “Holy Week. I wish I was better prepared.”