I have the day off, so I drove out to the suburbs, had breakfast, and had the dealer program my spare key for the car. Then Linda and I drove down to the edge of the French Quarter, where I grew up. We visited two churches, one a former Carmelite nunnery and the other connected to the site of the famous Ursuline convent, that I've seen all my life but had never entered.
Tomorrow night she's taking me to a "vigil" at the local church. Not sure how long it'll last.
May you all have a glowing Easter!