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My Son, Are you a Catholic? Confessions of a Malarial Carrier - Richard McColl
I knew things were bad, but coming to from yet another bout of fever, with chills, sweating, exhaustion, headaches and explosive muscular pains to see a priest at the foot of my bed did nothing to still the fissures in my long suffering mental stability. “My son, are you Catholic?” Nerves already frayed to threads, Read more about My Son, Are you a Catholic? Confessions of a Malarial Carrier…