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Anway’s, Matt and I made a road trip to Yardley, PA for our aunt Pete’s 50 jubilee, celebrating 50 years as a sister in the Grey Nuns of the Sacred Heart (yes they have a website – they’re a pretty neat group of ladies).
We Are In the Bronx, My Friend
Yardley is on the outskirts of Philadelphia, and the most direct route is through New York City. We decided to be adventurous and go that way. I expected some sort of notification that we had left Connecticut and entered Noo Yawk. Instead, things just gradually got grungier as we traveled south down I95. Housing projects loomed on the horizon. Garbage in the breakdown lane started getting deeper. I asked Matt where we were. He looked at the map and said ominously "We are in the Bronx my friend". We spent the next 3 hours on the Cross-Bronx expressway, going ten miles an hour. We got a brief glimpse of the Manhattan skyline in the distance, but the scenery was pretty grim for the most part. Luckily we had Matt’s care package from Cindy to sustain us: Jelly Beans, Sugar Babies, and a Mad Libs pad. In an unfortunate footnote, some of the Sugar Babies ended up in Beth’s Shoe the next weekend.
Well, what the heck, you have to go on an epic road trip with your brother every now and then. I’m sure that’s a rule.
Anyway, we made it to Yardley, and checked into our Hotel, and tracked down Aunt Pete, Jim and Sharon Rocque, my cousin Angie, and her friend Heather. We all went out to dinner and had a great time catching up. Aunt Pete was genuinely delighted to see us all. We were all delighted to be together for a happy occaision.
The main event the next day was a mass followed by a most excellent reception. Many Remillard cousins were there, and all the aunts and uncles came. The mass was held at the motherhouse where many of the grey nuns live.
The Jubilee celebration is a really big occaision for the sisters. It’s sort of a combination birthday party and anniversary. The Chapel was packed with friends and families of the sisters. The Remillards (that includes me – I’m half Remillard) made a good showing. Luckily not everybody came. I’m certain that Aunt Pete’s nephews, nieces, spouses and kids would have overrun the place, since we easily number over a hundred by now.
The reception was quite an affair, complete with hoers doevres (sp?), and DJ.
It all ended too soon. We got up early the next day and headed home.
Thanks for inviting us aunt Pete. Not only was it an honor and a privilege, it was a lot of fun.