The Abagnale Family Home | New Rochelle, NY | A Summer Evening in 1959

Sometimes in the summer, Frank and his parents had dinner out on the patio. It was nice -- practically nicer than the dining room, if you asked Frank, because the summer weather wasn't so bad (but not as nice as Christmas; Frank always liked Christmas better), and anyway this had to be nicer for the neighbors. 'Cause the Abagnales were like a Saks window display, after all, and everyone wanted to see them. That was what Frank's dad was always telling him, anyway, so basically what it boiled down to was that eating on the patio was better for everyone.

( ''Frankie, dear, would you pass the coq au vin?'' )

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