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.:^)
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Happy Commuversary!
There was also the deal with the pure white dress and let's not forget finally being able to receive Communion!
I think my veil might have been the same length...we were preparing to be brides or something.
You look so happy!
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