Miss O’Leary, a lovely little old Irish spinster from Cork, recently returned to the small village where she had lived most of her long life.
While she had been away, the old priest who used to serve at the Catholic church in the village had retired, and been replaced by a much younger one.
After Mass one Sunday, she went up to the new priest and said, “I have to tell you Father, your sermons are a wonder to behold. Sure we didn’t know what sin was till you came to the parish!”
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