Gravy Goes With Everything

My earliest memory of Pauline was of her standing on top of a chair, screaming as a mouse ran across the floor. This would not have been the usual, stoic, keep-it-together mom that was obvious to me later in life. I do not remember other episodes of this woman being hysterical, losing it to furry critters or when life was a bit topsy-turvey. I seldom saw my mother sweat, but perhaps growing up the youngest girl in a family ofRead more

Catholic Rite of Passage

June 26, 1966 This was the day of my First Communion in the Catholic Church. I remember many of the faces, but very few names. I recognize twin sisters Jean and Joan, along with a Dawn and Mary Jo. The rest draw a blank, but this was 50 years ago and I didn’t stay in touch with this group after high school. Can you guess where I am in this photo? “Of all seven sacraments, the Holy Eucharist, or HolyRead more