THE WALL AND OTHER PARTS OF BROOKLYN

 I stood with my mother at this wall as the sirens blared and we had to wait for the "all clear" signal.

And this was why:

It all happened in Brooklyn... and the memories keep flooding back.

This was at one time my father's factory:

This is where I waited with my father for some nefarious men to show up with some dubious intent:

This is where my mother and Toni went for a coffee run:

This was my grandmother's house and the house in which my mother grew up:

That house on the left once belonged to Dr. Feldman. It has been torn down. 

This is where we dropped off my grandmother one day so she could vote and then go to a psychic for a "reading."