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Long, long line at the first Lenten fish fry of the year at the local Catholic church, a line extending almost the entire length of the school corridor. While waiting in line, because the fried fish, shell pasta with tomato sauce, green beans, and coleslaw are worth waiting for, there was time to admire the students' artworks tacked to the walls, and the sports trophies in their cases, and -- wait a second -- the all-school photo.

Church Fish Fry

The big social event of the Lenten season is the Sacred Heart Church Friday Fish Fry with its parking staff and long lines and heaping plates of really wonderful fried fish made by a cheerful team of handsome Christian gentlemen in a hellishly steaming little shed out near the parking lot. We, the mobs, who come to dinner from 4 to 7 p.m., eat in the Sacred Heart school gym with 300 other people all enjoying the bounty of $8 or $10 (refillable) plates with pasta, slaw and green beans, plus coffee, iced tea or milk. Find a table with malt vinegar and you are set.  Other mobs buy take-out. The dessert table, 20 feet long, displays individually wrapped servings of all kinds of desserts, and if you look hard you might secure a chocolate pecan pie slice as I did last week. Nobody leaves hungry!