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It’s been a while since I thought of it, but something today reminded me of a story Grandma Grossmann used to tell about little Buddy, her first-born grandson. The boy, visiting his grandparents at their farm when he was maybe four or five, quietly stood at the open bathroom door one evening at bedtime while Grandma, at the sink, began getting herself ready for sleep. When the old woman removed her dentures, the little lad solemnly announced, “God put mine in tight!”
This occasion marked one of the earliest recorded indications of Bud’s belief in the power of the Divine.
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