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Not that it’s a competition, but our previous attendance record for happy hour in our front yard to cheer on a local run club was 32 people. Today, we had 40!
This week’s signs:
Special guests this week were my sister, Vivian, and her husband, Jeff, who helped us set up.
Yard, house, and revelers!
And those who make it all possible.
Insta post on @pelagicbeer:
My sister texted me: “Are you familiar with INRI above the cross/crucifix in most Catholic churches?”
I said I was, but that I didn’t know, or can’t remember as I’ve probably looked it up before, what it means.
Then I shared what I’d found as to its meaning, to which she replied:
Yes, but what makes me laugh is Pépère [our maternal grandfather, who lived in Pawtucket, RI] used to say it stood for “In RI” [“in Rhode Island”].
This is not only hilarious to me, it’s a family story I’d never heard.