Michael and Frank
crying too, thinking it would need stitches to close up the wound. After a few minutes the blood flow stopped and started to coagulate. It looked worse than it
one answered. My other neighbor Mrs. Donovan finally got on the phone and explained that it was her son, David, who was anxious for Frankie to call him and had picked up the phone to wait for
Frankie’s call. David didn’t realize that picking up the phone made it impossible for Frankie to call. I couldn’t figure out why Frankie was always the initiator of these calls until I realized that David not only didn’t know how to dial, he didn’t have a clue as to how the phone worked.
If you have read this far you know how much I love and respect my husband. He is also the best possible father our children could have.
FORE! One weekend the boys and I stayed at Pearl and Al’s for the Passover Seder. On Sunday it rained cats and dogs so the boys played in the Rec room while I sat in the living room hoping to peacefully read the Times. You can guess how this turns out. Suddenly there is a tremendous thud and a lot of crying and Frankie comes running in with blood gushing from his head. It looked awful and I was
was. What happened was that Cousin Larry was swinging a miniature golf club and Frankie’s head got in the way. It was an accident but Michael said that Larry “put a purpose” on Frankie’s head. On another occasion Herman heard a lot of crying, screaming and yelling coming out of the back yard and when he looked he saw Frankie had his playmate, Drew, flat on the ground and was
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