The first time I was “clued in” about Ash Wednesday was in DC prior to Google – how was I to know!? I was brought up Southern Baptist. My supervisor came back from lunch (this was back in the early 90's) and had a dark smudge on her forehead. I tried to quietly inform her that she had something on her forehead and reached for a tissue. She was a much older lady, you see, and I was worried she would be embarrassed if no one told her. She chuckled and said “Oh no, deah. It's Ash Wednesday..."
Well, how about that? People repent.
Just a memory and a story.
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