Today I went to the Greek Festival here in downtown Columbus with my mom and Dan. We had a great time — lots of good food, and some fun little displays scattered around the church — but apparently I managed to lose my wallet at some point while we were there.
I didn’t figure it out until after we got home and were about to take off for mass at 4:30. After a few minutes of turning the house upside down I was starting to freak out a little, but mom suggested making a call to the Greek church, and lo and behold they had already found it. The lady in the office gave me some guff for being from Michigan, but I assured her that I was one of the good ones.
So yeah, I was a little freaked out for a while, but everything worked out in the end. Thank God for the Greeks, that’s all I gotta say.
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