Okay, Mother Nature, you did it.
This morning, at the 8:30 a.m. Mass here in Munster, my gastric acid started churning when it poured like a son of a . . . gun. I worried about the golf outing. However, in Merrillville? No rain. Beautiful weather. Gentle breezes. You outdid yourself.
When I asked you to go easy on us in last night’s blog post, I really didn’t have much hope because of the forecast as well as your fickle nature. But you came through. And for that, I thank you.