In my childhood home, there was an icon of Mary whose eyes seemed to follow me in whatever direction I went as I passed by it. My grandmother jokingly said that Mary was always watching me, so I had better be good.
In Catholic grade school, it was emphasized that Mary was perfect in every way because she was conceived without sin. I would look at her...
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