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September 8, 2018

One of the annual exercises the nuns at Christ The King Catholic Grade School in south Minneapolis introduced to kick off the first day of school in the mid-1950s was to have us write about what we did during summer vacation.

If you wrote the truth, you were in trouble.

Always, I wrote that I went to Mass every morning, said the Rosary every evening, washed the dishes, behaved like a saint, and even helped old dames with big purses make it across the street alive.

I was looking for a free nickel, which had purchasing power back then.

Sister Ann Raphael, my sixth grade nun, was on to me.

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