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On My Mother’s Dresser

  Sometimes a writing prompt will take you in a different direction than you expected. My mother died when I was only three.  And I wasn’t allowed in my parent’s (my dad and stepmom) bedroom growing up. This prompt was the first in a series of writing prompts for a “Grandparents, Write Your Story” program…

Grandparents, Please Write Your Stories!

My granddaughter Jessica was the one who inspired me to write my stories. “What was life like when you were a boy, Grandpa Jerry?” she started asking me last year. “What were some favorite games you played with your friends? What did you spend your allowance on? What were your parents and grandparents like?” As…

My First Job: The Paper Route

  When you’re 13, which put me in 8th grade, you’re able to get a working permit. I’m guessing my mom went to the Alderman’s office to get it. That was the first step to getting my first job.   I saved up about $10 from my allowance to buy an old bike, to get…

Kaddish for my mom

Kaddish for My Mom

I 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…