Trash Cart
Family Photos: 1890, 1939 and 1969
Photo of my grandmother, Hazel in a cart with her sisters being pulled by some sad black kid from the neighborhood - The poor kid looks like he was crying, too. My White Trash great-grand parents are in the background with their hands on their hips, like a couple of Cracker-Misers... Well, that's New Jersey.
Mr. Hitler taught the Frenchtown Marching Band how to Goose-Step in bobby-socks. Mom has her saxophone and uncle Bill is in the back with his trumpet. Imagine the cacophony coming from that house on Saturday afternoons while they practiced!
My older brothers were into photography. They had a dark-room in the basement. We younger brothers were posed like action figures to get the perfect shot. James is taking a bullet, while I aim down the barrel... "Hey, Einstein! No need to aim when you're that close!"
Photo of my grandmother, Hazel in a cart with her sisters being pulled by some sad black kid from the neighborhood - The poor kid looks like he was crying, too. My White Trash great-grand parents are in the background with their hands on their hips, like a couple of Cracker-Misers... Well, that's New Jersey.
Mr. Hitler taught the Frenchtown Marching Band how to Goose-Step in bobby-socks. Mom has her saxophone and uncle Bill is in the back with his trumpet. Imagine the cacophony coming from that house on Saturday afternoons while they practiced!
My older brothers were into photography. They had a dark-room in the basement. We younger brothers were posed like action figures to get the perfect shot. James is taking a bullet, while I aim down the barrel... "Hey, Einstein! No need to aim when you're that close!"
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