Today marks the fourth anniversary of what I am calling "The Almost Tragic Cannoli Incident of June 26, 2022."
When my wife and my mother visited me at my physical rehabilitation facility during the late morning into early afternoon, they brought me a cannolo to cheer me up, which it did. I thanked them both for visiting with me ... and for the cannolo.
After they went home, when I adjusted my bed using the remote control, the box holding the cannolo fell to the floor behind my bed and was beyond my reach. A woman who works there retrieved the box for me. The cannolo was unharmed.
Shortly after that, I sent a text message to my wife, telling her about the falling cannolo. She and my mom felt bad, so my wife purchased two more cannoli (one from her and one from my mom) and left them at the front desk. A woman who works there delivered them to my room. I thank her for bringing them to me.
I then thanked my wife and my mom on the phone. That was certainly quite a nice surprise. I was never a person to ever pass up a cannolo.
Photo:
1. the initial cannolo and me
2. the cannolo box on the floor
3. the other two cannoli
June 26, 2026
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