Tradicat

 + JMJ Early in my life, my mother instilled a strong devotion to St. Anthony.   She was always invoking St. Anthony and had a curious way of reacting when she felt St. Anthony wasn't been quick enough in responding to her request.   She would turn his statue to the wall. Amongst our family, we suspect that when Mom enters heaven she will spend the first couple of  millennia in a corner.  Now ... on to the story. As a child I received some 'hand-me-down' winter mittens (see pic below). The Mittens These mittens are, by far, the warmest that I have ever had and I've had these for 40+ years. I live in Canada so I know of what I speak ... in other words, it gets cold here. One wintry Friday, while I was putting the babies into their car seats, I placed my mittens on the roof of our mini-van. You guessed it, I forgot them there and drove off. A couple of days later, on Sunday, we returned to the scene of the loss.  I had every confidence in St. Anthon...