Easter went well. Mary Anne, Steve, Michael & Bridget were here. Gary & Maria called. So did Fran & Uncle Frankie Aunt Lauren came over to say hello. We ate a nice big supper on Holy Saturday & then again on Easter Sunday. I went to 8:30 a.m. Mass on Easter. As always we ate entirely too much. I shocked Michael a bit. I told him my vocabulary was exceptionally good so he tried to get me to prove it. He looked up a word, for me:
floc·ci·nau·ci·ni·hil·i·pil·i·fi·ca·tion.
Little did he know that I've heard of it. Uncle Frankie's home from his having spent Easter with Fran. Of course he made sure he showed up with lots of candy to show for it. We are now halfway through the Octave of Easter. I've always been told I have a distinctive voice but yesterday was a true surprise. Having gotten a little paranoid about the oil in my car, I made sure I called Frank, at the Auto Lodge in Plains, to make an appointment for an oil change. As soon as I told him what I wanted he said: "Who's this, Larry?" So far I've only spoken to him very few times so it struck me as quite a shock. His voice is very distinctive too, a bit on the gritty side. His intense Pa. accent really stands out too because I'm a New Yorker. Alas he still can't find an odometer for me. Fortunately all I needed was an oil change. Today , besides its being the Feast of Passionist St. Gemma Galgani, is also the forty~second anniversary of the infamous break~up of the Beatles. As we all know they've always been my very favorites.
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