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Subject: Dying Priest
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>>This came this morning. Thought you might like to see it. Bob
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>>The old priest lay dying in the hospital. For years he had faithfully
>>served the people of the nation's capital. He motioned for his nurse
to
>>come near.
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>>"Yes, Father?" said the nurse.
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>>"I would really like to see Ted Kennedy and Hillary Clinton before I
die."
>>whispered the priest.
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>>"I'll see what I can do, Father" replied the nurse.
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>>The nurse sent the request to the Senate and waited for a response.
Soon
>>the word arrived. Kennedy and Clinton would be delighted to visit the
>>priest.
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>>As they went to the hospital, Clinton commented to Kennedy "I don't
know
>>why the old priest wants to see us, but it will certainly help our
>>images." Kennedy couldn't help but agree.
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>>When they arrived at the priest's room, the priest took Kennedy's hand
in
>>his right hand and Clinton's hand in his left. There was silence and a
>>look of serenity on the old priest's face.
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>>Finally Senator Kennedy spoke. "Father, of all the people you could
have
>>chosen, why did you choose us to be with you as you near the end?"
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>>The old priest slowly replied "I have always tried to pattern my life
>>after our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ."
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>>Amen" said Kennedy.
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>>"Amen" said Clinton.
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>>The old priest continued..."He died between two lying thieves. I would
>>like to do the same."
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