Altar Boys…er, “Altar Servers”


When I was in 2nd or 3rd grade at Immaculate Conception School in Watertown, SoDak, my teacher—maybe Sr. Virginia—sent home a dual-purpose permission slip. All the students in the class had to get the okay for a fieldtrip to visit Laura Ingalls Wilder’s home in DeSmet and the boys had to have their parents sign off on enrolling them in training to be altar boys. I remember that both okays were on the same tear-off sheet on the same letter home.

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