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Dear Members and Constituents,
A couple of you expressed disappointment I made no mention of the first American Pope last week, so let me make it up to you. I just realized the last three generations of my family –my dad, myself and my eldest son- have all had a Pope named after us. I’m not saying we were named after sitting Popes, either -that would be cheating. They were named after us –or so we’d like to believe.
1.     Juan, my dad, was born during Pius XII's papacy and had Juan XXIII named after him.
2.     I was born during Paul VI's papacy and had, not one, but two Juan Pablos (I and II) named after me.
3.     My son Francisco was born during John Paul II's papacy and now has Francisco I named after him.
Granted, names in my family come from the Catholic repertoire (no Apples, Blue Ivys, Kal-Els or Dweezils in our family tree), still, it’s not like we’re medieval Italian feudal lords who might have any influence on the selection process. Furthermore, there had never before been a Pope named John Paul or Francis. What are the odds? Better yet, what are the odds of this happening to my grandson (if and when I have one, that is)? The mischievous side of me wants to plant thoughts for unusual names with my son. Perhaps Gonzo or Siddhartha. That way, if Pope Sid I ever comes around, we’ll know it’s more than just a coincidence.

Speaking of new names, we’ve started a new rotation with a fresh face. Tim Schneberger is the newest Friday Donut Club member proudly makes his debut as “donut boy” this morning with four dozen delicious Winchell’s donuts. They’re so good, they’re holy –i.e. have a hole in the middle.
Felix Dies Veneris!

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