Miscellaneous Notes


Mother and Dad

Mother had no superstitions and no biases toward anyone, but Dad was a different matter. He had grown up in NY City, once living in a piano crate. When he was old enough to work at his carpenter's trade, he met with Swedish and Norwegian workers. He hated them, as well as Catholics. I had a Catholic school friend and I was always a little leary of her.

It took me a long time to outlive these biases Dad had instilled in me. And he wasn't quiet about them. Once he asked one of my friends why she wanted to marry "that Swede". I was horribly embarrassed.

Typed 6/10/2000 JA