Prologue

r services and for any and all church celebrations. I also was a weekly attendee at Saint Joseph's Parochial School for grades five and six and received my first holy communion at that Church. 

On November 8, 1977 another alter boy and  I  helped a priest conduct a funeral in the aftermath of which the entire church was burnt to the Ground

According to the Wakefield Daily Item, the official town newspaper, "Following a full investigation the fire on November 8, 1977, was deemed accidental and not intentional." I was only 14 years old in 1977, and one of the two altar boys that conducted a funeral that day along with one of the parish priests. I don't recall if there were any other events at the church that afternoon or if anyone asked us any questions about our funeral paper and would add that the priest and I did not properly dispose of the in scents which likely caught fire to either whatever was in the trash or whatever was in the garment closet.

The date was about this.  to anyone before, but I bought that church in 1977 when I was an altar boy at age 14. for certain it was not intentional.  I think either myself or the other alter boy did not dispose of the incense properly and it caught the robes or whatever was in the closet on fire. I was not 100% sure and you don't go admitting to stuff you are not sure of so when they asked me about it I didn't know what they were talking about. However all these years in my mind I figured that is what happened.

•  PROLOGUE

• My Mother was twenty-five and my father twenty -six years old, respectively, when they got married at St. Joseph's church in Wakefield Massachusetts. Even combined, they did not have enough life experience to consider themselves fit for parenthood. This was when my parents left for their honeymoon to Niagra Falls, the Canadian side of the falls which is said to be the much more beautiful side of the falls within it say is the much more beautiful side of November 1962.  
• Roughly nine months later, on May 21,1963, sixty years from the day I wrote this (Yes, I didn't stop working because it was my birthday) besides, I loved it, so it was not considered work to me.  I came along so I really could not count on getting a stellar upbringing.  I least I could say unequivocally, no one on earth loved me as much as my mother did. Not only did I feel it to be so,  but she told it to anyone who would listen, including my three younger sisters, who I must admit I always felt her love. They were successful in opera, singing, playing instruments, theater, and Opera.
• Regarding my father, I can explain his personality easiest by way of example. One day he and I were going somewhere together and were both in the front seat of his car.  Once he turn the key and started up the engine he quickly took the ring, middle and index finger of his right hand andpressed the fingerprint area against the steering wheel—pop— pop  As he did quite often, after thartingthe car he wtonce and I were going som 
• One day he and I were in at our new house, which was a yellow ranch build on the extra plot of property we bought Ranc
• He was an only child. the entire family-owned Tiny Jim's Restaurant after his larger-than-life life uncle, affectionately called Tiny Jim Tamagin because of his My grandparents in- law-Nana and Papa, Known as Louis and Florenc Capone?
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•  had two kids and anyone else Nana was Florence and Pappa was Loui.  Thay had two female children Patti who was my Mother s and Paula, Patti's Sister who was my God Mother's "Aunti Paula" and who had multiple Scarrosis.
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