Once a week a cleaning crew of men and women of mental and physical challenges come and clean the church. When they come in I greet them, shake hands or perform some hand shaking rituals/high fives, hear about their day, and etc.
Today while I was in the office one gentleman who is in his early 20s who usually does not say too much peeked his head in the office and inquired: Hey Father, what about those Red Soxs last night?
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