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Originally Posted by WilliamTheIrish
Funny thing about those days.
Even after the Saturday night keg parties and sneaking into the house at 0200 to burn a Tony’s pizza to ashes in the oven:
My mom, bless her heart, would force me awake and I’d have go to the early mass. ( had to account for the indulgences of the weekend.)
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mass/church
cleaning out the cow pens
Walking beans
Shelling corn from the crib
Good times. Every kid should have to go through it.