Sunday on the way to Mass the car broke down. Talking to my friend after Mass, he suggested we nurse the car to his house and have a look. It turns out the transaxle was bad; he and I had replaced it recently. It had a replacement warranty, so we went to the parts store. The service lady was skeptical: "Usually these things don't go bad". But she got one from the back: it had a torn boot-so she had to get another one and didn't say another word.
It is still overcast-but hasn't rained in since Saturday.
Back to work... Oremus pro invicem!
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