3 thoughts on “The Smallest Deacon”

  2. Once many years ago, Flopsy wandered in the altar when we were living in Washington. The “walls” of the altar/iconostasis were lathe on 2×4 frames with no elevation so she probably legitimately didn't know the difference. Father had to nudge her back out. I was mortified.

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