Wed., Mar. 20, 2013
Deacon Robert Banet
My brother Joe just flew into Ohare.
Oh? He’s been out of town for a while, hasn’t he?
Out of town! Is that what you call living a pagan life?
Oh, I didn’t know.
Joe has been living with sinful women, drinking and carousing and I don’t know what all for all of twenty years.
That’s something.
Yeah, and the pastor driving up to meet him. And then he’s throwing a party for him.
What!
Yes, he’s rented the ballroom at that new restaurant.
You mean The Fatted Calf?
Yeah. The pastor called me and invited me personally.
That was nice of him.
Hah! I told him no. Here I have been working in the parish for all these years, belonging to three societies in the Church, and he never once sent me so much as a Christmas card.
But weren’t you glad that Joe came to his senses and wanted to come back?
No way! He needs to be punished. Instead,they’re giving him royal treatment. They’ve even hired a band to provide the music for dancing.
But aren’t you glad he’s back?
No way! You won’t catch me even getting near him!