[Seamac29]

so I’m new to this block, but I grew up at the same time. I was born in 52 and also went to St. John’s served as an older boy on the fall Flaherty. I just remembered his nicotine stain hands and at our meetings since he was relatively deaf in one year, we would fall around and play pranks on him. I was a bit of a jokester back then And he would pick a few of us out to see the confetti or in Latin, which as you know, if you’re an older boy, you could bend down and mumble it if you didn’t know it from beginning to end when you’re on the altar, I also remember being in a funeral group And the day John F. Kennedy was shot. I happen to be in the bathroom when they announce in school and I came back cracking jokes and was wondering why everybody was so solemn remember the funeral groups were great because the principal would announce all the loudspeaker that OMalley‘s group or were to leave and go to a funeral that day and the rest of my classmates would envy look at us because we were getting out of school for a little while. It was a great place to grow up as the article says there were so many great stores and I really remember Shelvin’s bakery. That was my mother and father‘s favorite. We were always getting something from there and I remember up on the corner. I think it would be where the church was And was 2 31st St. there was a soda shop where you would get these joint egg creams that were like the best going really tall glasses and expertly made. I initially grew up on terra Hill Avenue and later on my family moved to Valley Ave., West 2 31st St. and growing up in tears. Everything was awesome because in our backyard we have what we call the banks and it was a gigantic open area where John F. Kennedy high school is now and we had the freight yards as our playground. We will be down by the tracks. We will go over to the cut swim in the river. There was a 6 o’clock SH blank blank line that completely was sewage into the river right there which is insane now taste I remember we would put our ear to the rail to see if there was a train coming and we would climb up on the cut which is the big rock that has the big sea for Columbia because they played across the river and Inwood park at Bakerfield. It was truly a lot of fun and it wouldn’t have traded growing up in that area for nothing. I have a lot a lot all the memories of it, but that’s enough for now. One thing I do remember about father Flaherty, which the article mentioned as well was how generous he was to everybody he used to take us to ride playland for an outing every year and would give us money and I also do remember running errands for him and you know a sandwich here or like the other gentleman said cigarettes and things like that as well. I ended up going to Manhattan prep and also Manhattan College and because I was in the private it seemed like it was just the fifth year of high school at the time so I pretty much spent a lot of my form and if he is in the Bronx growing up even into my early 20s my mother worked at Alexander’s in Fordham Road and I still remember her coming down this big steps from the bus onto bit onto Bailey Avenue where we lived in the apartment homes there

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