: #Laughs A man is struck by a bus on a busy street in in New York City.He lies dying on the sidewalk as a crowd of spectators gathers around."A priest.

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#Laughs A man is struck by a bus on a busy street in in New York City.He lies dying on the sidewalk as a crowd of spectators gathers around."A priest.

Somebody get me a priest!" the man gasps.

A policemanchecks the crowd----no priest, no minister, no man of God of any kind."A PRIEST, PLEASE!" the dying man says again.

Then out of thecrowd steps a little old Jewish man of at least eighty years of age."Mr.

Policeman," says the man, "I'm not a priest.

I'm not evena Catholic.

But for fifty years now I'm living behind St.

Elizabeth'sCatholic Church on First Avenue, and every night I'm listeningto the Catholic litany.

Maybe I can be of some comfort to this man."The policeman agreed and brought the octogenarian over to wherethe dying man lay.

He kneels down, leans over the injured and saysin a solemn voice:"Under the B, 4.

Under the I, 19.

Under the N, 38.Under the G, 54.

Under the O, 72.

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