It is an age-old question.“Romeo, O Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo?” And for 26 straight nights, starting early last month, Carolyn Lucci went to bed asking it.
Romeo is her dog, a pug, and her favorite. (Shhhh! Don’t tell the others.)
There’s Elvis and Priscilla and, of course, Juliet. But Romeo is her favorite. And he was gone.
It was Dec. 7 at about 7 p.m. and Carolyn and her daughter had stopped over at a friend’s house around the corner from their own on Roberts Road in Upper Providence. They were all going to drive around to have a gander at the recently put- up Christmas lights.