Memorial Day

I am pausing today to think about the uncle I never met, Mike Wiegenstein, lost in the vicinity of the Indonesian island of Morotai aboard USS Seawolf (SS-197) with 61 of his shipmates and 17 Army passengers, October 4, 1944. Seawolf received 13 battle stars during its years of service, and my uncle served aboard it from its first embarkation in the autumn of 1940.

Pausing and reflecting and praying that humanity may someday find the means to avoid such sacrifices again.

My Morning What-the

"The Quincy Public Library’s monthly Foreign Flicks series will continue this month with a Russian film" . . . "The film title can be found on the library website, www.quincylibrary.org, or by calling 223-1309, ext. 207."

Oh, come on, you sly librarians. Just a hint? One little hint?

SPOILER ALERT!

It's "The Italian."

And here I thought that it was going to be a dirty word or double entendre that kept them from putting in the paper. Or maybe it is....hm....is "the Italian" a euphemism for something? "Come on, baby, let's do the Italian!" "Hey, get your Italian out of my face!" "My first wife was mean, but boy, what an Italian she had."