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[kaberett]

St Anthony of Padua's been looking out for me today: I thought I'd lost (a) my water bottle, which is kind of expensive because that turns out to be the only way to get me to drink reliably when I'm out and about; and (b) my Dicebox pendant, because the fixings keep breaking.

The former turned up on the front steps, and the latter in my binder.

Even after all this time I turn to St Anthony to give thanks. I talk a fair bit about being a third-gen immigrant; I talk rather less about the ways that plays out for me in terms of cultural Catholicism. But, hey, there we go.

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[evilsusan]

Hey, it was a Jewish friend who introduced me to St Anthony. She had him help her get parking spots in San Francisco, and asked him to help me find the right wedding dress (she was best chick at my wedding). We got both parking AND a dress in one great day. And her dress, too. St Anthony seems not to get much work these days, and will help people out who don't even believe in him. My kind of saint.

[thefairymelusine]

I have a friend who has a compulsion to visit the shrine of St Antony in every city. To my knowledge he seldom mislays things.

(and yeah, Catholicism. As my sort of lapsed because the Vatican WON'T ALLOW HIS PERSONAL PRAYERS TO LAST LONG ENOUGH IN MASS would say, you know you can never leave, right?

(says the Hellenist Celtic Pagan, who has found he cannot leave)