Your father sounds like a lovely man. And I love the part about your parents dancing.
I often think of things I wish I’d have asked my parents. And when I was younger I wasn’t too much into cooking. As I’ve gotten older I’ve become a much better cook and I enjoy it. My father loved food. His reports about vacations were often very much focused on the foods. Now, when cooking, I often think, “Oh I wish I could have made this for dad. He would have loved it.”
My parents danced the Lindy hop in the kitchen, the living room, and at all the community dances they could get to. I loved the big band music they danced to also.
Did your father look like Enzo Pinza, or like Ezio Pinza? The fact that he asked you how are you today each time is lovely.
I can't resist posting here The Searchers song "Needles and Pinza":https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugDXpdjmpgw In Israel there is no Father's Day so we don't get to reflect on the meaning, or as fathers get any appreciation from our children for the day (except from my daughter in the States). Rather strange for an essentially macho society.
Dancing in the kitchen--that's my idea of a successful marriage. Seizing the moment, seizing each other. Thank you for your portrait.
Got a family photo?
My father Loved Perry Como, referred to him as Perrala.
Your father sounds like a lovely man. And I love the part about your parents dancing.
I often think of things I wish I’d have asked my parents. And when I was younger I wasn’t too much into cooking. As I’ve gotten older I’ve become a much better cook and I enjoy it. My father loved food. His reports about vacations were often very much focused on the foods. Now, when cooking, I often think, “Oh I wish I could have made this for dad. He would have loved it.”
What a sweet remembrance!
My parents danced the Lindy hop in the kitchen, the living room, and at all the community dances they could get to. I loved the big band music they danced to also.
I loved your remembrance, Esther.
thanks sue
Did your father look like Enzo Pinza, or like Ezio Pinza? The fact that he asked you how are you today each time is lovely.
I can't resist posting here The Searchers song "Needles and Pinza":https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ugDXpdjmpgw In Israel there is no Father's Day so we don't get to reflect on the meaning, or as fathers get any appreciation from our children for the day (except from my daughter in the States). Rather strange for an essentially macho society.
So moving, Esther. I wish you could have talked to him. Hard sometimes to imagine, though, asking a father to know him better…
Sweet memories...thank you for sharing them with us.
Lovely, Esther. ❤️
I Love the portait of the marriage and of your Dad. Lovely.
Meyer!!!
My maternal grandfather, Melvin, was the son of MEYER & Bertha.
LOVE those names.
My father was a Morton..
Of course, my birthname "Susan" is also now archaic!
When I asked my grandfather about his life and our family history...
He would shrug, then wave his hand "NO!"
"That was all a long time ago. It was lousy. Now we are AMERICANS!"
It wasn't that we didn't ASK...
I now imagine it was because of how painful it must have been...
to have NEVER seen your parents, siblings, and family ever again,
after the brave journey on a boat to America
My grandfather had a dynamic heartbeat of TRUST and HOPE for assimilating ,
for being accepted as JEWS who are devoutly American.
The Trump Fascism wounds that dream to the core...