My Dad, Timothy Francis Aloysius McGee, was born in January 1909 to Mary Josephine Callahan and Hugh McGee. They were poor and Mary Jo had only gone to the fourth grade. Tim was a loyal and devoted sort. He bragged… Continue Reading
Growing up one of seven children in an old Victorian manse in Oak Lane Philadelphia, I had four older brothers who grounded my life. I looked up to them as just seeming to know everything. But my oldest brother was… Continue Reading
My Dad was Mattie, the youngest boy in a family of five siblings, he left school at 12 years of age, so had little education but he was (and hence we were) one of those fortunate ones who picked up… Continue Reading