A flood of memories came back to me as I picked up my Harper High School yearbook. I was transported back to 1946, holding the book under my arm as I wandered he halls of Harper High School looking for friends to sign it. My good friend Kenny the basketball star was the first. “We…
DetailsYep. I am still their Dad. “But, I am 92 and they are in their 60’s,” I think, jabbering to myself. “JEROME,” my wife Margaret, who died 15 years ago, would say right now to get my attention. “You worry too much. They are adults. Let them be.” Sage advice, Margaret. “But I…
DetailsI have not written about my mother and her family yet because it is a mix of happiness and sadness for me and my father. My Aunt Rose (my mom’s sister) told me a lot of negative stuff about my father as she saw him. “Jerry, he was only a truck driver. Your mom was a beautiful…
DetailsSo, what were my sports skills? I was very adept at shooting marbles. The kids on my street would play in front of my house because we had a clear piece of “clean” dirt…no grass or weeds. How to Play Marbles We drew a big circle with a stick in the dirt. Each…
DetailsBack in the day, George Williams College (GWC) was the official world training college for the YMCA. As such, they offered bachelor’s and master’s degrees in Physical Education and Community Service, specifically for the YMCA. That also included a special B.A. in residential and day camping. When the GI bill kicked in after WWII,…
DetailsI grew up in Englewood, a part of the south side of Chicago. This was in the late 1930’s and 40’s when I was in grade and high school. I graduate from high school in 1946. There were only two Jewish families in the area that I knew: Mine and a fellow that went to…
DetailsThis post is part of my “Stay Creative. Write Your Stories” Series, that I recommend for all grandparents to write your memories while we are sheltering-at-home. Your children and grandchildren will love it, and you will too! The Great Condo: Hyde Park – 4940 East End Well, from our first little house in…
DetailsI am, along with most people over 60 these days, spending a lot of time at home. For me, since my wife passed away a number of years ago, I am alone. I’m working hard to keep active and battle loneliness. And, so, at the behest of my children, I am starting to write stories…
DetailsI was born March 29, 1928 I am now 92 as of March 29, 2020 Reflecting on the years of my life, they have been both painful and wonderful. I am grateful for the joy. And I realize the pain is reality. I am grateful that I have two adult children who love me and…
DetailsWe older adults are the most vulnerable to the virus. According to the CDC that’s anyone over 60. I’m well beyond that, at 92 (technically 91 and 51 weeks). We are stuck at home. If we are a widow or widower we may be alone and lonely. As I work on creating these opportunities…
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