When I am afraid, like that time I was the only passenger in a prop plane circling Logan in a thunderstorm, I tend to pray the ‘Hail Mary’ like my life depends on it. (“You can fly with me any time,’’ the pilot said when the airport reopened and we finally landed, because I hadn’t uttered a sound. You have the BVM to thank, pal.) Could be that Mitt Romney looks to his faith under duress, too. Which seems to be how he came to have his first “Mormon moment” on the campaign trail on Monday.
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