Mr. Lanham doesn’t mention St. Patrick’s Day in his diary, but after a week of foul weather, he was certainly drinking in the beauty of spring. The high in Rome was near 60 today. “A real spring day,” he wrote. “Daffodils are lovely now, and purple crocus and grape hyacinths are fine, but the old Golden Bells is dead and its lovely yellow is missed.” Cl…
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