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By Susan Lloyd
A tiny slip of a nun took the stage, cleared her throat, and put on her best “man” voice. “Dear Reuben, we have a problem…” She wore a roomy men’s blue oxford shirt with tie over her full black habit. Jammed on top of her veil was a red Saint Louis Cardinals hat. It was skit night at the twenty-fifth annual Pilgrimage for Restoration. Sister played Greg, who is the director of the Pilgrimage and my husband. Sister-Greg was texting Reuben DeMaster, Greg’s stalwart fellow organizer and partner in pain.