When We Were Kids

My big sister and I.

Many moons ago.

Television with rabbit ears in the background.

That’s when we all we had were 4 stations ABC, CBS, NBC, and PBS.

We called it the “Zombie Box” because you could just stay glued to it for hours and tune the world out mesmerized at the moving pictures.

Everyone knew what was on every station, every hour of the day and still there was a TV Guide published weekly to check.

When the TV went fuzzy, you had to give it a clop on the side and magically the picture cleared up for a few minutes if you were lucky.

Those were the days. 😉

(Thank you to my sister, Roz, for refreshing a copy of this to me)

Great Veggie Heaven

Great little Chinese vegetarian/vegan restaurant in New Jersey. 

My sister took us there a couple of years ago.

 

Hopefully, I didn’t forget to say thank you. 

Never forgot the yummy food there (and of course, the good family company). 

Good descriptive name and eats at Veggie Heaven!  😉

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)vvv

Happy Father’s Day

So it’s Shabbat and that’s one of the wonderful times to look at old photos in the albums and boxes. 

Yes, this was before digital photography!

I came across this art that my daughters had given to my father and mother when they were still alive–I think it was plastered on their refrigerator for a while. 

This photo seemed to bridge the past, present, and future for me. 

My parents are gone now to Hashem–already 2 and 3 years–and I still can’t believe it. 

At the annual Mother’s Day and Father’s Day–it’s just another time of year to remember how much I miss them all year long. 

For me now, it is also a chance to be grateful for my lovely children that G-d has so gracefully blessed me and Dossy with. 

Smiles, hugs and kisses, love and caring for one another–this is what life is all about.

Father’s Day to me is not about the gratefulness of my children to me, but rather of me to Hashem and them to be blessed to be a dad and have the chance to give back to such lovely children–to the next generation that greatly supersedes me and mine!

So I’m crunched in the middle in time between wonderful parents and beautiful children and as my dad would joke, it skipped a generation (hopefully, not really). 😉 

(Source Photo: My Girls)