Hey gang,
Well, it didn't take long for Gregory and Judith to take the plunge, did it? (I'd have thought that the reverend could have at least have waited until his first wife, Minerva, was settled in her grave for an entire month before tying the knot with Judith, IMHO.)
Nevertheless, the union of Gregory Trask and Judith Collins (a marriage truly made in Heaven!) is destined to join the pantheon of great romantic couples of history, timeless couples such as: Caesar and Cleopatra, Napoleon and Josephine, Liz and Dick, Joanie Cunningham and Chachi Arcola (and, possibly, even J.LO and Ben Affleck!).
Maybe the Romance Channel will produce a full-length movie on the blissful pairing of "Greg and Judy." Possible titles mignt include "The Marriage of an Avaricious Vicar" or "The Taming of a Parsimonious Shrew."
Of course, the Rev. Trask must be delighted at his second chance for happiness (not to mention, a shot at Judith's hefty bank account) so late in life. The reverend's "ninth inning" joie de vivre, is, perhaps, best expressed by one of the 20th century's greatest philosophers, Mr. Dino Crocetti, who observed:
"When you walk in a dream, but you know you're not
dreaming, signore.
Scuse me, but you see, back in old Napoli,
That's amore!"
Bob the Bartender, who asks the question if Judith Collins-Trask is the Martha Stewart (or more likely, the Leona Helmsley) of the 19th century?
