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Only through the Grace of the Word Incarnate, sacrificed on the Hill of Skulls on a Friday afternoon, three hours past noon, to be precise. . . .

Oh, Thomas, what would the world of modern and post-modern slime be without you?  Impoverished, to be sure, to be sure, to be sure.

May you bring comfort to as many in the twenty-first century as you did in the twentieth century.  May your white leopards continue to confound us and your words turn us—convert us—to Truth, Beauty, and Goodness and especially to the One through whom all good things come.

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