Every June our church, Our Lady Of Sorrows, which was an Italian parish, would have a festival. There first was a parade in which a huge crucifix was carried (by at least 50 men) through the downtown area. After the parade, on the church grounds there were, games, food and lots of fun. At the very end of the evening they'd raffle off the car that we'd see parked in the church lot several months before.

This was always referred to as "The Feast." I remember bystanders watching as the parade went by; I have on 8 mm film by great grandmother who was, at the time 90 something and insisted on walking the parade. God bless her. I can still smell the Italian sausage (along with other great food) cooking while walking the church grounds.

What was extra great for us kids, was that my grandmother lived just down the street from the church. My cousins and I kept running back to ask our parents more money.

TIS