The other day we got a flyer from the St. Patrick's Cemetery offering to put a cellophane-looking cream and lavender cross, an "Easter Palm Cross Sale" for $35. Richie and his brother Charlie decided to get one for their parents' grave. Guess who got charged with this?
I I e-mailed a nice lady at the church who handles grave decoration and put in my order, giving her the names, of the two who get one. They were:
Richard and Mary Murphy, Richie and Charlies parents - recipients
Joseph and Kay, uncles to Richie and Charlie
Martin, the other uncle and Richie and self. Seven Murphys in all.
And then she wrote that she had so many Richard and Mary's that she couldn't be sure which pair is ours!
More weird -
Monday we attended my cousin Julie's funeral in Alhambra at St. Teresa's Church. The burial service graveside followed that and then to Ale House, 300 E Colorado Blvd where the food was absolutely delicious. If you ever make it there from Redondo Beach I urge you to try the blackened shrimp tacos laved with a house (very tasty) guacamole.
Altogether it's been a bit strange for the last two days.
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