First Birthday of Crazy Homeless Catholic Grandma

The first post on this blog happened on May 26, 2014, which happened to be Memorial Day that year.

Well, this year, Memorial Day was yesterday, May 25, 2015. I did not attend Mass at the cemetery. In fact, I did not go to Mass at all yesterday, which is ok, because it was not a Holy Day of Obligation.

Still . . .it's always good to attend Mass on any day, for any reason.

Saturday, May 23, would have been my stepdad's 89th birthday. He was a veteran of World War II.

Yesterday, May 25th, would have been Oppenheim's 59th birthday. He was the son of a Holocaust Survivor.

Thanks to all who have read my blog during its first year. I hope there will be many more, and I hope my blog has brought a few bright moments to your lives.

God bless. Thanks for reading.

My Dad

That is a picture of my dad and me. I think this photo shows on each page of my blog?

2746 Glasgow Street,
Pittsburgh, Pa., (1950?)

Here is an article I wrote about my dad, and how he introduced me to Charles Dickens.

This is one of my few pictures of him. I was not allowed to see or visit him. In this picture, I am about two years old. I don't know if I have the original anymore? I hope so.

I only had a few interactions with him in my life, after this picture was taken. This isn't even a scan. It's just a photograph of the photo. I hope to find the original someday, and scan it properly.

The last time I saw him was in 1982, when I visited him at his apartment in Queens, with my daughter, Debbie, and my son, Liam, one and three,  respectively.