Dear old Ike, son of a slave, and his lovely wife, Lily, never missed a Sunday at church. Soft-spoken and gentle, Ike told us one day as Christmas approached that he and Lily would not be in church on Christmas Eve -- or Christmas Day. He noticed our surprised silence and continued. “We don’t go to church on Easter either. We like to save the places in the pews for the folks who don’t go to church the rest of the year.”
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