Despite the title of this post, I have not had an April Fool joke today, and don't intend to have one (Mr. Strega promised to be good, despite the fact that he went to a university renowned for its amazing practical jokes). My kids did April fool jokes to the tune of "There's a big spider crawling on your arm." Riff did come upstairs today to tell us that one of the cats left a mouse head in his room, and we thought he was kidding for a minute--but unfortunately, it was true.
I am starting to cook on the book, and found that a half-hour of just noodling through and revising bits and pieces is enough to get me back into the manuscript. My cousin Johnny emailed me the other day, with news of another cache of family pictures and memoribilia he will send me. Also, he told me that the date of my great-grandmother's death is on Ancestry.com--and, if this is the right person, she died on January 9, 1970. My grandmother Mary died on January 4, 1970. This would then mean that my mom lost both her mother and grandmother within days of each other--I can't even imagine how terrible that must have been for her in her already-fragile mental state.
Speaking of my great-grandmother, I am about to buy a scanner to get all the family photos onto CDs and such. Today's post shows one of her that I actually snapped with my laptop camera, so it's not good quality, but it shows something of her rather formidable gaze and also shows some of the family kitchen in the East Boston house, probably very much as it looked when my mother and grandmother lived there.
Happy April Fool's Day to everyone--and Palm Sunday, too.
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