We are the St. Mary's Fairies. We became known as that when out parochial school took on the religious education for the Catholic children in the town. Although it would not be allowed now, the children in public school came to our parochial school on Friday afternoons and were taught religious education by the Sisters of Saint Joseph. Of course, we got to go home for the afternoon on Fridays and took great pleasure in that. However, as we crossed in front of the public schools on our walk home, we were taunted with shouts of "Saint Mary's Fairie's" . We learned to use those words as a banner of endearment amongst ourselves and would not want to be called anything less!
This weekend, 10 of us got together on Cape Cod and enjoyed story telling, a few fresh antics, some lovely talk, picture taking and eating. Oh yes we ate and ate until we could eat no more then we ate again! Our handsome, lifelong friend, family member undertaker was in charge of picture taking, and although he was a "pfk" (public school kid) we dubbed him honorary fairy! His wife was Queen of the May!
The weekend ended with a May Procession. I can't tell you why it happened, but it did and it was just as we had remembered it to be. Our voices weren't as angelic, our faces neither for that matter, and we weren't as agile and fluid as we once were, but our hearts were more reverent. We were rooted in what we knew and after 52 years, we were commemorating what we had done for the first time all those years ago.
52 years, 52 children, 52 hearts remembered by 10 old ladies who were young .....once more.Pin It Now!