Now I am a Trad

Now I really am, may I say, a Trad. For yesterday I had my eyes tested at last and was given the official prognosis that I am shortsighted and need glasses. Therefore do I now join that prestigious rank, brimming out of our pews, choir loft, and sanctuary, and rejoice that the Fathers won't appear so blurry preaching in the pulpit! Hooray!