I have blogged in the past about the opportunities one has to evangelize in the deep South when wearing the cassock.
My favorite episode was when I stopped at the supermarket to pick up a few items. I was wearing my cassock and Benedictine scapula and as I got to the end of the aisle with the shopping cart two rather large African American ladies came around the corner. One had purple hair, big red framed sunglasses and a jazzy colored top. The other was competing with her in the peacock competition. Both were jabbering away in conversation.
When they came around the corner and saw me both screamed and put their hand to their mouth. Then they started laughing together.