Monthly Archives: June 2017

And so in September 1964 Torrito, carrying a red Diplomatic passport boarded a TWA flight bound for Athens and was met by representatives of Ethiopian Airlines which carried me to Cairo and then on to Asmara, Eritrea.  I was assigned … Continue reading →

Give my regards to Broadway!  Standing in front of the Christian Science reading room And so in March 1964 the newly married Toritto and JoAnn moved to a small apartment on High Street in Ayer, Massachusetts, just outside of Ft. … Continue reading →

And so the prom passes.  Her father was not amused when I brought her home at ten the next morning.  It was Memorial Day weekend and without a smile he said “Seeing as how you kept my daughter out all … Continue reading →

I rarely, if ever, read fiction during my formative and working years.  My college degree was in economics and my personal interests revolved around European history.  The one exception was my fascination as a youth with the Iliad, which I was introduced … Continue reading →

So the years between 16 and 20 passed quickly; or so they seem now. I had close extended family.  Our “gazebo” – My father’s sister Connie hamming it up; in the rear, her son Joseph ( a Korean War vet … Continue reading →

Toritto and Judy at my senior prom – May 1959.  I was 16.  She just turned 12. 🙂 The years went by between my 6th grade elementary school and my 12th grade high school graduation.  Leaving P.S 187, I attended … Continue reading →

My Mother This is one of the earliest photos I have of my mother.  She is standing on the left and judging from her clothes was still in the Catholic orphanage at the time as a Ward of the State.  … Continue reading →

Look at that bright, shiny new tooth!!  Poor Clark boy.  Cranky all weekend.  Just think Clark – Nine more teeth and you’ll have as many real ones as Grandpa!  🙂 .

Sixth grade – my last year in elementary school P.S. 187.  It was May Day – but in the early fifties May Day became the “Spring Festival.”  Mom, me, Nicholas and the two Alfreds (my brother and our neighbor). Me … Continue reading →