A beginning

 

Many years ago, in the Year of Our Lord 1978, a silly teenaged girl sat on the edge of the Trevi fountain in Rome and tossed a penny over her shoulder. The penny splashed into the fountain's waters to join the other coins there, all promising their former owners that they would return someday to Rome. The years passed, as they inexorably do, and the girl became woman, wife and mother. When, in 1995, she converted to the Roman Catholic Church, she considered her wish from that youthful visit to Rome as wondrously fulfilled; twenty-one years later, however, she stood again under the hot Roman sun before a gleaming, newly restored Trevi fountain. This blog begins as a recording of this second trip, with observations, mullings, and, no doubt, a rambling or two. If it should amount to more than this, so be it.