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Easter means nothing to me, but like hockey, I’m fine with others enjoying it
I almost forgot what today is, Easter Sunday. The main reason I was reminded of it came when the long-time friend I have coffee with every Sunday at 1 pm texted me this morning, saying our local coffee shop probably would be closed. Which it was. So we went to pleasingly secular Starbucks. On the way there, I saw that a church had its usual large sign up on the side of the building: "He Is Risen." When I mentioned this to my friend, he said, "Like sourdough bread." Clever. I was going to steal that line, but decided to…
