Patsy

Week of May 25th, 1981

Wednesday
This rainy day suddenly became bright when I received a call from Patsy, that he would be up tomorrow early enough to go to Mass at 10.  Holy day, naturally without Thekla.  I could think of nothing else all day but the joy I would have in seeing him again. (This trip from California was necessary for him to be present at 50th Anniversary of his graduation from California State.)

Thursday
This day was a special one for me. Patsy with his new mustache similar to James came about 9. Although 72 in August, he has changed little physically since I saw him two years ago. He did seem a little less exuberant, but became more animated when he told me several facts about their children. Apparently California has been good for them. Daddy and I went to 10 o'clock Mass (Holy Day) sitting in the pews in front of Dora. Neither did Pat recognize Dora nor Dora recognize Pat. That error was soon rectified. Mary Nicoletto was outside the Church waiting to greet him. He stayed with us until after 3.  What a joy to see him!

Friday
This day was spent partly getting ready for Pat and Thekla's visit on Sat., scheduled by Thek. I went to Charleroi, hair done, shopped for a few essentials, came home made old fashioned apricot filled cookies (especially for Pat), walked two times around the block with Daddy, and spent a little time vacuuming and dusting. At 7 o'clock (on the last discount day) paid borough taxes to Sadie Solomon. Listened to town's problems, finally ready to rest.

Saturday
A special Saturday it was. Thekla who was very loving and Pat came after 12. Thek brought me several gifts which I treasure. She had pictures of her children, her grandchildren, and her granddaughter's wedding (Patty's girl). They looked beautiful and I know that Patty will always be beautiful. I was so glad to visualize them in my own mind with the help of these photographs. We ate dinner at 4 - Thek and Patsy rinsed dishes as I got ready for 6 Mass. Daddy was a little confused, did not want to go. When they left, I had the most curious letdown - will I ever see them again? [she does, i.f.]  It persisted for hours.

Sunday
Garrulous person is often a bore, and ominously a sign of old age.  Tommy called and all the talking was mine. Told him every last fact about his Uncle's visit. After I put the phone down I was ashamed of myself, vowing to listen and talk little. Daddy and I took a walk before lunch and one after dinner on this beautiful day. I spent time with Dora on her front porch watching the activity on the river.