|To get acquainted with his new Parish, the Priest decided to call on some daily.|
One he selected was a young widow, her husband, according to the index card, had died two years ago. After knocking at the door, he was greeted by a young lady with a baby in her arms.
He said, "I'm sorry, I must have the wrong address, I was looking for the widow Laffitte."
"You've found her, Father." smiled the lady.
"Well, according to the card here, it says your husband died over two years ago." he said glancing at the baby in her arms.
"That's correct, Father. He surely did... but I didn't!"