{"id":1252,"date":"2021-01-18T00:07:57","date_gmt":"2021-01-18T00:07:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=1252"},"modified":"2021-01-28T23:20:10","modified_gmt":"2021-01-28T23:20:10","slug":"a-story-for-january","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=1252","title":{"rendered":"A Story for January"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/family-06.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1256\" src=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/family-06.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"960\" height=\"800\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/family-06.jpg 960w, https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/family-06-300x250.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/family-06-768x640.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 709px) 85vw, (max-width: 909px) 67vw, (max-width: 1362px) 62vw, 840px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Yesterday was my parents\u2019 64th anniversary and although my mum slipped through the veil almost five years ago, I still like to take a walk down Memory Lane with my dad while I still can, so I called him \u00a0with some questions. There\u2019s always little details about a family story we forget to ask&#8230;until it\u2019s too late. Even though I have lots of my mother\u2019s stories written (and many not), when I retell them I realize another new detail I forgot to ask her.<br \/>\nI\u2019ve always known and loved my parents\u2019 wedding story, have probably shared it countless times before, but really, what\u2019s one more? A good story is a good story, right? And our memories can be fickle, the details morphing with new embellishments, or mingling with another person\u2019s version of how they remember the experience.<\/p>\n<p>My parents\u2019 were married twice \u2014 both times to each other. I like to call the first marriage \u201cthe elopement.\u201d<br \/>\nJanuary 16, 1957 they married at town hall in East Greenwich, RI, most likely with my Aunt Carol and Uncle Harold witnessing. My mum was 18, my dad 20. He was the son of Irish Catholic immigrants, she was the orphaned daughter of Yankee Protestants. When my Irish grandmother learned of this, she had an absolute fit as they were \u201cliving in SIN!!!\u201d<br \/>\nThis is what lead to the second marriage, the one I call \u201cThe Sacrament.\u201d Needless to say, my parents\u2019 both needed rescue from this scandalous lifestyle. \u00a0My father marrying a Protestant was bad enough, but her future conversion was possible. However, this urgent matter of \u00a0\u201cliving in sin\u201d had to be rectified, so on Feb 2 my parents were \u201cre\u201d-married at St. Ann\u2019s Catholic Church in the Quincy parish they lived in. My uncle drove my grandparents (who didn\u2019t drive) from Arlington to make certain of it. I imagine my Aunt Carol and Uncle Harold were also there providing \u201cProtestant\u201d \u201cmoral\u201d support for my mother, who was a bit embarrassed and slightly humiliated by all the ruckus. At any rate, my parents went on to raise four little Catholic schoolgirls, borne within the bonds of HOLY MATRIMONY.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday was my parents\u2019 64th anniversary and although my mum slipped through the veil almost five years ago, I still like to take a walk down Memory Lane with my dad while I still can, so I called him \u00a0with some questions. There\u2019s always little details about a family story we forget to ask&#8230;until it\u2019s &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/?p=1252\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;A Story for January&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[625],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1252","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-soul"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1252","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1252"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1252\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1258,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1252\/revisions\/1258"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1252"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1252"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artfoodsoul.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1252"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}