To my son Tommy,
At Mass today, your cousin Emma was being an alter server. Your cousin has a friend, also named Emma, that you are enamored with and she was serving as well. So here you are in the middle of Mass, waving at the alter like a crazed fan at a rock concert. I got you to stop, a couple times. It is hard being stern when inside you are laughing pretty hard. I guess if you are going to be a groupie, you certainly could do worse. At least you are no longer calling the altar servers orphans as you have in the past during your Annie phase.
Sincerely with love from your dad,
Leo
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