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Harvest of Souls

Fr. Joel Church meets World

Growing up I remember always having a large garden. We joked that my Mom planted on an empty stomach. We spent hours hoeing and weeding the garden. A few cucumbers and beans were the meager fruits of our labors. Then it was like the garden had exploded. Zucchini, squash, corn, tomatoes… it was hard to keep up with all the …