Lena and her ladies’ group were discussing the new minister. Lena reported that the handsome young reverend had paid her a compliment. “He said I looked like a breath of Spring.” Helga snorted and said, “Lena... that’s not exactly da vay he put it. Vhat he SAID vas... you looked like da end of a long, hard vinter.” ~~ Ole answered the phone and soon hung up the receiver. “Who vas it,” inquired Len…