Fifty years of living. Thanks to the gift of a lifetime bestowed upon me by my parents I have never ever been alone on the planet. I came into the world with my best friend and God willing I will leave without ever knowing a life without her presence. Or should I say her "presents" because she is truly a gift, my sister, my twin, my ever "present" always loving twinnie Clara. Clara Joan.
Maybe it is because the Mongin clan has pretty much put Ned's kids through college with their patron ism of his pizzeria, but whatever the reason when he was approached by our mother to put a birthday message for Virginia's first set of twins on this the day of their half-century mark he not only heartily agreed to do so, but to keep the message up for the entire week. Oh what the heck if 50 years of good clean living - okay okay - 50 years of living isn't worth a week on the local marquee, nothing is.
So head on over to Kimberly. Take in a pizza at Butch's Pizza aka Ned's Place. While relishing your slice of the pie, be sure to check out the marquee. Gosh but I do LOVE a bit of attention, don't you??
