Oh the swirl of blog post ideas I have organized merely as swirls in my brain… will have to wait. My calendar reminded me that May 2 was the birthday of my Dad, Morris Lee Levine, born this day in Newark, New Jersey in 1928… WHAT A MINUTE. That’s a typo, because my human sometimes […]
One major branch of my family loses a key limb yet many more now are now connected, growing. On Saturday, I made the journey down to that trouble some country that a one time was united, to drop into home town Baltimore to be a my Aunt Dorothy’s funeral. She was the last living of […]
Podcasting, it’s still a thing, eh? Everyone is doing them, posting them in their substa– no not everyone. But to play my old man internet card, I was rambling Podcasting Schmodcasting back when the people who would spin out the bird site were deep into making Odeo. I was recording with that bubble gum pack […]
It’s meaningful to me even if “nobody” blogs anymore, these things still work as generators of potential serendipity. Earlier this year, I rummaged through some old photos, online databases, exploring what small shreds I could find about my mother’s brother, my Uncle Harvey. I have the barest warm glow shreds of memories his wife, my […]
Me and Dad were but 5 days apart on the birthday calendar, aand today, were he here, I’d be calling to tease and say, “How is 98 feel Dad?” There’d be that pause and a throaty left, with something like in reply, “Not bad at all, Junior.” I had a good round of memory sifting […]
Yesterday was a calendar reminder of the death of a man 67 years ago that I don’t know. That as my mother’ father, aka Harry Herondorf aka my grandfather. I’ve previously written what I could in 2014, but I have found a few more shreds. The most interesting is a photo my suster shared recently, […]
My calendar reminds me today marks my parent’s wedding anniversary- they were kind and made the math easy by having a wedding in 1950. I returned to the audio I recorded with Mom in 2009, amongst be favorite memorabilia is the sound of her voice, describing to me how Alyce and Morris met in Baltimore. […]
Last month I did some of my family history unraveling in honor of my Aunt Dorothy’s birthday, as she is the last living sibling of my Mom. The 1934 family photo of all five got me thinking of my mother’s brother, Harvey, the only boy. The expressions in these photos match my Mom’s stories when […]
A reminder today from my Google Family Calendar, a descendent of my Mom’s paper habit of tracking events, read Dorothy b (1931). That means today her youngest sister aka Aunt Dorothy, turns 92 today. She is the last remaining sibling from the five kids my mom’s parents raised in the 1920s and 1930s, a Baltimore […]
“Oh no, Granny! I must call you and apologize for not doing so on your birthday, last Friday… at least I made your split pea soup…” She would have been 116 that day — plus or minus as the story goes, October 15 was picked by a Census taker since Baby Janet lacked a birth […]
