"When I was a child, Sunday was a day of
faith and family. The day centered around the 11:15 Mass at St.
Anthony’s, which we attended with my grandparents. Then Nana and Papa
would come back to our house for a large family dinner. Dinner was
always of the big roasted thing or huge pot of sauce variety. Cousins,
aunts and uncles attended, all bringing a dish or bottle of something
to round out the celebratory feel of the day"