: About Me

As I walked up the sidewalk toward my church, I glanced at my watch. The second hand ticked away with one minute until ten o'clock. I was pushing it to get seated before the opening hymn. As I headed on, I made it through the double doors and was moving fast as to not walk in after the start of Mass. There on the floor I spotted something. It was large and decorative, a button, from a women's dress or jacket. I snatched it up; slipped it in my pocket and preceded on thinking I'd try to locate the owner after church. Safe in my seat, seconds before the singing began I looked around at the p...