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I had a friend who kind of glommed onto me years ago. She was black, fat and homely. She asked me if she could go to church with me. What was I to do? Of course.

So we go to an evening mass in my nice parish church which is lily white or was last I knew and found a place to sit.

I didn't pay too much attention until we settled down and there was this little girl with a pretty bow sitting right in front of her with her mom sitting in front of me.

Not too long, my friend tweaked the little girl's bow and said "I like your bow". She kind of froze and the mother tried not to react.

She behaved pretty well, my friend, but didn't stand or kneel and I don't know how the greeting before communion went. I don't remember receiving communion but i always kept up on confreesion and received.

So when mass was over, the priest was extra nice to her when we left. He had a pretty stole maybe one of the ladies made for him. She tweaked that and said she liked it, can't remember what she called it.

She's gone now and I miss her. And sometimes I'd get impatient with her but I never had the heart to reject her.

She was satisfied with church and never asked to go again. But it occurred to me late in our friendship, maybe it was an honor for me to have her for a friend. May she rest in peace.