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The “Un-hefted” Vanishing Flock

“When Irishman Declan Dinneny spoke, I caught every fifth word. His voice came in a wild chorus of undulated high pitches that crescendoed when he spoke of something important, like maybe a heifer who’d miscarried that morning. His farm was buried in Irish countryside, where he lived with his elderly parents in an old home that had a small candle in the parlor illuminating the Sacred Heart of Jesus.”

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Kevin Wells

WRITER AND ACTIVE EVANGELIST​

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