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His little voice piped up between the “booms,” “pows” and “bams” that filled the humid night air in the heart of D.C. It was 10 p.m. on the Fourth of July and the bad news was that our 1-year-old was still awake. The good news was that — after hearing our response to exploding colors — he’d learned a new word.
The story is in St. Luke's Gospel. An unnamed woman, a notorious sinner, bearing an alabaster jar of perfumed oil enters unannounced into a house where Jesus is a guest. Without saying a word to the host or to the apostles or even to Christ Himself, she breaks open the jar and pours the scented oil over the Lord, washes His feet with her tears, then dries them with her long hair. For nearly 1,700 years tradition has identified this penitent woman as St. Mary Magdalene. Ever since artists have depicted St. Mary holding a beautiful urn, which has lead perfumers to take Mary as their patron saint.



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