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My parents were rather religious, and at one point in time, they purchased a statue of the Virgin Mary to place in a flower garden in their yard. Shortly thereafter the neighbor boy, who was about five years old at the time, came over and inquired as to who the statue was supposed to be. My dad explained that it was a statue of Mary, the mother of Jesus, at which point the kid indignantly asked, “How come you got to bury her in YOUR backyard?