One of my earliest memories is of the time when I was about 4 years old and went with my grandmother to a party in this Clara Barton School in Bordentown NJ.
I can still remember all the colorful balloons and sweet things to eat. After the party, we walked the short distance back up E. Burlington Street to my great aunt's house, which is still there.
The memory of that party so long ago still lives within me.
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
My father made a series of "records" when he was in the Army during WW2. They were made as he crossed the country from New York to the Aleutian Islands in Alaska and they were for his family who were back in Brooklyn.
After he died in 1994, I had the records transferred to audiotapes. A copy of the tapes are now at THE NATIONAL WWII MUSEUM in New Orleans.
the audiotapes at YouTube