I want statues of saints at my church, not at my police station

I want statues of saints at my church, not at my police station

WHEN I WAS 8 years old, I was baptized in St. Michael’s Episcopal Church in Little Rock, Arkansas. I ran around with the other kids in a T-shirt emblazoned with an image of St. Michael. I was taught he was a protector, a guardian, a force for justice. Last year, all of us in the City of Quincy discovered that – without consulting the City Council – our mayor had spent $850,000 in taxpayer funds to commission 10-foot bronze statues of St. Michael…