NYT headline today:
In my family, “Pope’s nose” has a very specific meaning, and it doesn’t mean the scent-detecting organ in the middle of the pontiff’s face. Apparently its anatomical name is the pygostyle. Never knew that.
Nall family lore: My mother missed Thanksgiving 1957 because she was still hospitalized after my birth. So my dad and her cousin came to see her after dinner, half-drunk, bearing a lovely velvet jeweler’s box. My mom opened it, expecting to find a necklace honoring her for having given my father a wee daughter. It contained…the pygostyle.