For years, the family dog in our home was a golden retriever named Sandy. She listened to a lot of guitar music in our home.
The is the dog we have now… buried in a recent laundry pile still warm from the dryer.
Brady, the Boston Terrier, whose musical tastes are unknown to us.
Here it’s coffee and conversation, and where the faith-sharing is often a friendly mix of catechesis and cannoli. It’s a place where we can catch up…
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