J.M.J.
My Mother relates the story that her +Mother had to make breakfast for the team of thrashers, the leader of which wanted to begin at 4:00 a.m. My +Grandmother wondered how she would put everything together in time, given her other responsibilities towards her children. She prayed a Hail Mary that the biscuits in the oven would be acceptable. Later, my +Grandmother told my Mother that when she opened the over, the biscuits were the most perfect that she had ever seen.
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