Newark's skyline. Always evokes such childhood memories. My first solo bus trip was to downtown Newark during my grammer school days to buy a pair of white "go-go" boots. Then the bus ride home only to discover when I opened the shoe box that I had two different sizes :(
So my sense of accomplishment was short lived.
Before I knew it, I was on Morris Av. driving by my mom's apartment complex. I didn't expect to see it on this trip, but the route to the hospital took me pass it. Five buildings surrounding a grassy courtyard.
This is a picture of my typical teenage driving experience....The Garden State Parkway. Speed limit "65"....in reality "20". I spent many, many hours on this road.
Finally I made it to the hospital, where they determined that my mom had a slight stroke. But nothing can stop her from watching her beloved Yankees.
For all of my Florida friends.....yes, my brother Jimmy does existI remember him wearing these 50 years ago! He's not making a fashion statement here....he just never stopped wearing Converse.
Me and Casey with the boys....Ryan, Jamie and Danny.
The effects of the stroke!?!?! No, just Donna's way of seeing which magnification my mom needed for her reading glasses. But we were having quite a laugh over it. I asked my mom to hold the paper upside down for the sake of the picture, but she didn't go for it. I think she realized that it would end up on the blog, and she wants everyone to know that she is quite with it.
~Mom and her girls~
Oops....a repeat (which is ironic because we had to repeat this picture numerous times as we were using the timer and we couldn't quite capture the correct image for a number of frames. We were on the verge of losing it in this picture as it was getting quite comical.)