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Robert P. Coughlin and Margaret Ann Fitzpatrick Coughlin |
This blog is based in Northeast Ohio, what was "La Nation du Chat," the Cat Nation, as the French-Canadian furtraders called the Land of the Erie Indians. The blog will touch on many issues: nature, the environment, literature, poetry, society, and politics. Around here we think of the Lake Erie shoreline as the North Coast of the United States--a Frontier in the midst of the Rust Belt.
Thursday, May 1, 2014
Thinking about Weddings
My Mom and Dad--Willoughby, Ohio, August 1947:
Dad had been home from his Navy service in World War II for about two years. He was 25 years old. Mom was 23. The wedding was held at Immaculate Conception Church in Willoughby, Ohio. I think Mom's cousin Lois Cherry (later Lois Goldie) was maid of honor. Mom was radiantly beautiful. Dad was drop-dead handsome. They couldn't have imagined a baby born 10 months later (me); another baby 2 years after that (Denny); then Mary Ellen three years after that; then Kevin; then Jimmy. A life full of ups and downs, as all lives are. I think of them as I reflect on Linda and my wedding 36 years ago in Cincinnati.
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