My parents were married in January 1926.
Sister Adele born October 1926.
Sister Rose born November 1927.
The Great Depression hit 1929.
Times were tough for Years.
I was born August 1940.
Thirteen years had passed.
My guess is a perforated prophylactic?
Accomplishment Number One!
Was Baptized Catholic = No. 2.
First Communion 1947 = No. 3.
Confirmation in 1953 = No. 4.
Bonded Paper Route . 14 in 1954 = No. 5.
Earned my own money through
High School Graduation - June 1958 = No. 6.
First Full-Time Job . SSA 1958-1961 = No. 7.
Joined U.S. Army Reserves - 1960-1966.
Sacrament of Marriage May 1966 = No. 8
Honorable Discharge June 1966 = No. 9.
Daughter Ann born June 1970 = No. 10.
B.S. Degree in Business Management June 1970 = No. 11.
Son Tom born September 1972 = No. 12.
Choir Member Cathedral of Mary Our Queen
From 1986-2002 - 16 years = No. 13.
Sang & Rang Hand-Bells for J.P II’s visit 1995 = No. 14.
Survived Divorce after 34 years in 2002 = No. 15.
First Book Published May 2005 = No. 16
Purchased Mobile Home September 2005 = No. 17.
After 35+ years in Management - Retired March 2006 = No. 18.
Worked Part-Time delivering Rx’s - thus far 6 years = No. 19.
Celebrated 71st Birthday August 2011 = No. 20.
Many minor details, accomplishments, awards omitted.
Only Major Highlights listed above.
Hope you weren’t bored too much.
Most impressive list of accomplishments Cuz, but I think I’m most impressed with this one:
Sang & Rang Hand-Bells for J.P II’s visit in 1995
For an old Irishman, that’s very commendable!
In 1976, Polish Cardinal Karol Wojtyla visited Chicago, with stops at my old Catholic high school and at my family’s Polish cemetery – my dear old Polish mother was in heaven. He then returned to Chicago as The Polish Pope (JPII) in 1979, and he was greeted by 500,000 people of Polish ancestry – I was one of them.
As for my accomplishments, my Epitaph will simply read: ‘Old Polish Pee Wee - He tried his best to help our Vets and Pets.’
TRUE STORY. Bella survived an abusive powerbroker father with organized crime ties, a drug-addicted mother and a physically/sexually abusive brother. Shocking & inspirational. When she couldn't cry, she tattooed a crying angel to cry for her.
A passionate and poignant memoir written by a woman whose life has been guided by the words: "I am here to learn how to love well." The book is a deep examination of relationships, family, motivation, and honoring of the Self.
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
Sang & Rang Hand-Bells for J.P II’s visit in 1995
For an old Irishman, that’s very commendable!
In 1976, Polish Cardinal Karol Wojtyla visited Chicago, with stops at my old Catholic high school and at my family’s Polish cemetery – my dear old Polish mother was in heaven. He then returned to Chicago as The Polish Pope (JPII) in 1979, and he was greeted by 500,000 people of Polish ancestry – I was one of them.
As for my accomplishments, my Epitaph will simply read: ‘Old Polish Pee Wee - He tried his best to help our Vets and Pets.’