We have sunlight despite the clouds. The light is diffused, a pale imitation of itself. It is cold, 39°, but the high 40’s are predicted for later. It is Sunday quiet. I don’t even hear any cars. Even the birds are quiet. The dogs are napping as they do every day about this time. They’ll also nap later. Such is a dog’s life, at least my dog’s life.

I often think back to my childhood Sundays. I went to mass, sometimes early with my father the usher. Other times it was mass at mid-morning. The last pew in the upstairs church had only room for two people, and it didn’t have a kneeler. I rushed to get that seat. I’ve have to sit the whole mass, such a tragedy say I with tongue in cheek. The church was always filled for Sunday mass. It was still expected that women would wear dresses and a hat. Most men were in suits. Fedoras placed on pews beside them. The mass was short or long, logical I know, but the length wasn’t a given. It was dependent on the priest giving the sermon. The oldest priests gave the longest sermons. When one walked out to start the mass, the entire church sighed, dismayed, knowing what was ahead.

On Sundays, we always had dinner, and it was always a roast of sorts, mashed potatoes, gravy and a couple of vegetables. Corn was the universal choice for favorite vegetable. Carrots and green beans were tolerated. After dinner, we’d sometimes visit my grandparents in East Boston. The house was always filled with relatives.

On Sunday night, we’d watch TV for a little while then were sent to bed early so we’d be bright eyed and bushy tailed and ready for school on Monday.

Sunday dinners stayed around. We still had a roast, mashed potatoes and vegetables, fresh and canned. I’ve mentioned before my last dinner at home before Ghana. It was a roast beef, my choice. It was the perfect way to finish.

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