Marriage, Food, Money, Children, Ice Skating
April, 1966
My Father Met my Mother at an ice-skating rink in Cleveland, Ohio, in the early 1920s. She says that he had no taste in those days. He was uneducated. He was an uneducated greenhorn. He spoke with a heavy accent, wore green shoes and rode a motorcycle. Also he had the rude habit of picking up girls at the ice-skating rink. The last one he picked up, so far as we know, was my mother. Though he had no taste, he liked the plump blonde little lady whose ankles needed strengthening before she could s...
