My husband, who recently bought a new cell phone, set up a special ringtone just for calls from me.
It’s the first few bars of this song:
This has been my unofficial theme song ever since the first day of college, way back in 1991. I was checking into the dorm and the R.A. (resident assistant), a senior, saw that my name was Virginia. “Come out, Virginia, don’t let me wait,” he started to sing. I stared at him, suspicious and perplexed;  I’d never heard the song before.
But really, when you’re a Catholic girl named Virginia, you just sort of own this song, you know?
