I drove down to Toledo today, walked at the mall, browsed a bookstore, and visited my Mom. Then I got a call from the church telling me a parishioner had been taken to Toledo Hospital with heart issues. So I ended up spending a couple of hours at the hospital too. The parishioner was doing well. I stopped at the hospital chapel there; I have long admired this artwork over the altar. I don’t know its name, but I call it the Good Shepherd.
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