It was 1960. I was in Miss Carl’s 3rd Grade class at Saint Ursula’s Catholic School when my mother received a mysterious call from Mike Santangelo. He was part of the family, related through marriage to my mother’s cousin Barbara. I confess, I eavesdropped from the other room when I heard my name mentioned.
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