Comments on: Sister Marietta, CSJ RIP http://thejudgereport.stblogs.com/2008/09/23/sister-marietta-csj-rip/ Musings of a Conservative Republican Pro-Life Catholic Tue, 03 Feb 2009 18:36:27 -0600 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.1 hourly 1 By: rgoing http://thejudgereport.stblogs.com/2008/09/23/sister-marietta-csj-rip/comment-page-1/#comment-233 rgoing Tue, 23 Sep 2008 21:08:38 +0000 http://thejudgereport.stblogs.com/?p=67#comment-233 J.M.J. + The Monster Visits the World's Fair The World's Fair brings joy and happiness to many people. To others it brings excitement. But to me it brought the greatest adventure of my life. It was a warm July day as I began my private tour of the New York World's Fair. The Pavilions were fascinating. After many hours I sat in a secluded spot behind one of the pavilions marveling over the wonders of our age. A soft, gentle whirr caused me to look at the sky. A strange type of craft was landing. As a door on the craft slid open I recognized the passenger as the three legged, one armed, headless monster whom I had met last winter in a startling adventure. As before I sat there petrified. Some strange force pulled me into his craft. He spoke to me through mental telepathy and told me that he was spying on the progress of the earthlings. I quickly ran over to what appeared to be a weapon. As I pressed a button on it a force threw me out of the craft. As I lay half stunned the craft took off as gently as it had come. Yes, some people went for excitement. Others for joy and happiness. But few stories of the World's Fair can compete with the one about the three-legged, one armed, headless monster from another planet. Robert Going 8B J.M.J.
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The Monster Visits the World’s Fair

The World’s Fair brings joy and happiness to many people. To others it brings excitement. But to me it brought the greatest adventure of my life.

It was a warm July day as I began my private tour of the New York World’s Fair. The Pavilions were fascinating. After many hours I sat in a secluded spot behind one of the pavilions marveling over the wonders of our age. A soft, gentle whirr caused me to look at the sky. A strange type of craft was landing. As a door on the craft slid open I recognized the passenger as the three legged, one armed, headless monster whom I had met last winter in a startling adventure. As before I sat there petrified. Some strange force pulled me into his craft. He spoke to me through mental telepathy and told me that he was spying on the progress of the earthlings. I quickly ran over to what appeared to be a weapon. As I pressed a button on it a force threw me out of the craft. As I lay half stunned the craft took off as gently as it had come.

Yes, some people went for excitement. Others for joy and happiness. But few stories of the World’s Fair can compete with the one about the three-legged, one armed, headless monster from another planet.

Robert Going
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