I went to the wake...

...of one of my mother's oldest friends yesterday. She was almost 93 and first met my mom in 1933, when they were entering high school. (That's about 80 years ago, based on my phone's calculator.) But what I found most interesting was that she and her husband had five sons: Matthew, Mark, Luke, John and ... Billy.

I guess they didn't know about the lost Gospel of Thomas.