random thoughts on a Sunday afternoon

• I need to get to a hair salon. I look like a little witch and Rocky is just waiting for someone at work to say something about his hair. I'm really worried about Rocky's barber. He's a friend and he put everything into his little barbershop. He's not made any money since the shut down and unless he has massive savings I don't see how he can hang on until June.
  
  
  
  
• Sometimes I read Louie Verrechio and go "Louie, Louie, are you EVER happy?," and sometimes I can only curtsy, and mutter, "Lou's right again." 

• Last week Rocky and I went to our old parish and were able to go to Confession. We were both so grateful. 

• Please remember that the average Catholic in America and indeed the world, does not know who the Gordon Boys, Taylor Marshall, Patrick Coffin, Dan Burke or even Scott Hahn are and that's not a bad thing.
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• 1 O sons and daughters of the King,
  whom heavenly hosts in glory sing,
  today the grave has lost its sting.
  Alleluia! 
  2 That Easter morn at break of day,
  the faithful women went their way
  to seek the tomb where Jesus lay.
  Alleluia! 
  3 An angel clad in white they see,
  who sat and spoke unto the three,
  "Your Lord has gone to Galilee."
  Alleluia! 
  4 When Thomas first the tidings heard
  that some had seen the risen Lord,
  he doubted the disciples' word.
  Lord, have mercy! 
  5 At night the apostles met in fear;
  among them came their Master dear
  and said, "My peace be with you here."
  Alleluia! 
  6 "My pierced side, O Thomas, see,
  and look upon my hands, my feet;
  not faithless but believing be."
  Alleluia! 
  7 No longer Thomas then denied;
  he saw the feet, the hands, the side.
  "You are my Lord and God!" he cried.
  Alleluia! 
  8 How blest are they who have not seen
  and yet whose faith has constant been,
  for they eternal life shall win.
  Alleluia! 
  Final Ending:
  Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!