Then just like that, Pastor Morris turned his back and made determined strides across the snowy beach and into the placid, 37-degree lake water.
Grunting could be heard as the priest marched about 20 feet out, then squatted down in the water to his neck. He paused for a few seconds, then rose, and hastened back to shore, flashing the audience a tortured grin.
All was over in less than a minute. Back on land, parishioners and a woman in a polar bear costume covered his dripping body with blankets.
"I'm all numb," Father Morris said, still grinning but in obvious discomfort. "Numb's the word."
Eleven-year-old Cheryl Salinger looked on, never having seen anyone dip into water so cold.
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