They called him George. He was from Barcelona and was a Catholic.
Bernice, a nice Jewish girl, married my grandfather when she was a young woman and her family disowned her for the next ten years. They didn't reconcile until my father was born in 1937.
That's my dad standing next to the tank in the pic on the wall and also my dad in the pics on the desk. Kids have a way of making things right.
Friday, May 15, 2009
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