Margie Doyle never got to do it, Margie LaCugna I’m pretty sure got to do it at St. Edward’s Seminary, for the whole frigging diocese, which the Doyles never went to because it was so far out in the country.
I do remember my mom , who was not artistic, making the most beautiful dainty little crowns out of rockery flowers and wrapping it in wax paper to preserve it on the trip to school until about third grade, when just ripping off a lilac bough and twisting it in a circle was good enough.
Now, 50 years later (gulp) the Christian school puts a potted flower on everyone’s doorstep on May 1. I’m sending cards out to my friends today. Hopefully you’ll all get yours before it’s June.
