A few days ago learned that my second oldest son proposed to his girlfriend. (I discovered today that I have a reader in Paso Robles. Son, if that is you, I'd love to hear from you.)
Yesterday my third son told me that he is going to marry a girl in our parish. Knowing the family, I think he could do worse.
Both of these events reminded me of listening to my mother's cassette tape of Fiddler on the Roof over and over again when I was a little boy. At the time I didn't understand the feelings in the words of Sunrise, Sunset. Now I do.
13 hours ago
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