May is the month for First Communions. My brother and I knelt at the altar rail for the first time in May of 1957. We did not have a special sitting with a photographer. We did not get a party. That's the way it was.
I still felt special. Maybe that was due to the gigantic veil on my head.:^)
Happy Commuversary!
ReplyDeleteThere was also the deal with the pure white dress and let's not forget finally being able to receive Communion!
ReplyDeleteI think my veil might have been the same length...we were preparing to be brides or something.
You look so happy!