Recently my son made his First Holy Communion. I use capital letters because everything about the event seemed to demand formality. All of the girls appeared in stunning white silk dresses, lace veils, satin shoes, bright nervous smiles. Take-your-breath-away beauty. The boys, my son included, wore little miniman clothes. Some suits here, some suspenders there. Several parents managed to get their boys into actual shoes. Ours wore his black sneakers.
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