Suddenly it's Easter Sunday 1958. I'm in the 8th grade at St. Nick's and sitting with my classmates. The Church is packed to overflowing, and everyone is wearing their Sunday best in anticipation of the Boardwalk after Mass. Mr. Fiacone is playing the organ surrounded by the choir, and the beautiful voice of Ann Ricci echoes through the pews. Memories that will last a lifetime.
This man is OUTSTANDING
Suddenly it's Easter Sunday 1958. I'm in the 8th grade at St. Nick's and sitting with my classmates. The Church is packed to overflowing, and everyone is wearing their Sunday best in anticipation of the Boardwalk after Mass. Mr. Fiacone is playing the organ surrounded by the choir, and the beautiful voice of Ann Ricci echoes through the pews. Memories that will last a lifetime.
How beautiful.
It really is!
Lovely. Thanks for honoring us with this special share. Nick has a sweet voice.
Yes, he does. Both he and Carl are wonderful guys!
OOoh! Whenever I and the dad visit Atlantic City definitely need to visit this church too! ^^
What hymn was he playing
Panis angelicus