I talked to my friend Jay up in Boston this morning, and happened to ring him up as he was getting ashed at church before work. He reminded me that this was one of the two remaining fast&abstinence days we still have to contend with, and then told me a story about his father, and the old rule about not eating meat on Friday.
In the '60s sometime, the Friday abstinence-from-meat rule was suspended, which gave relief to many of us tired of PBJ and baked fishsticks, and prompted Mr. R. to say, "There, I knew it, I was right all along."
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