Have you heard the old joke about the kid who’s parents moved while he was at school? That actually happened to me. We were living on Carpenter Avenue in the Bronx, about 6 blocks west of my grammar school, and that morning we moved to a house on 226th street a few blocks east of … Continue reading “Movers and Shakers”
Category: Monroe
Bee Goooood
We owned a two-family house with my sister Helen. It was built in 1900 or so, and so we always seemed to have something that needed fixing or improving. One Spring weekend we arranged to have new windows installed, so the workmen showed up bright and early and started pulling the existing windows out. They … Continue reading “Bee Goooood”
Chocolate Town
One weekend when we were living in Monroe, Mary and Helen and Tom and I piled into the car and drove to Hershey Park in Pennsylvania. The drive itself took around 4 hours, at which point we stopped for something to eat. Tom got a donut which was stolen from him by a bumblebee. (The … Continue reading “Chocolate Town”
Help Me, Honda
Back when I lived in Monroe NY and worked in NJ, I was driving an old Chevy van. It got horrible gas mileage, and the 46 mile one-way commute to work meant a little over 6 gallons every day. In fact, I had to catch a ride most days with Joan, a coworker who drove … Continue reading “Help Me, Honda”
Adventures in House Hunting
After we’d been married a short while and had our first child, my wife Mary and I decided it was time to buy a house. We looked around the New York City/Northern New Jersey area for a few months, but everything nice we couldn’t afford and everything we could afford wasn’t nice. We learned that … Continue reading “Adventures in House Hunting”