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Dennis Askwith:
b 12/1888; d 4/20/1975
A hard worker, provided for all of his wives and daughters, loved his religion and his Brooklyn shul.
In my childhood, when his oldest daughter Rose was not doing well, I was happy for his weekly visits to us on Lenox Rd.
He took two buses, shlepping groceries and danish from Shlukers. I whined to him about the raisins, but he never said a word when I would pull them out of the cake part!
He smoked Camel cigarettes, but cut them in half to gradually & successfully quit, obeying his doctor.
Grandpa had a quiet dignity about him. He was always well dressed in a suit in tie.
In his later years daughter MIRIAM /MIMI arranged for him to move from DeKalb Ave to a Retirement Residence on the boardwalk in Long Beach, NY. Visits to him there with Charlie, Rose and the girls was when I first saw him in a short sleeve shirt!
He left us with strong values of responsibility to family and community.
Thank Gd he came to this country, labored hard for years to bring his family here. So now we remember him. He brought all of us over!
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Madeline Park Dreifus

Gilda Hamzah:
My wonderful friend and teacher - I have so many fond memories of Mr. Grasso. We both lived in New York City, and he was a teacher in Louis D Brandeis and the Middle School public school in Manhattan.
He was kind and funny. Very smart and I remember when he took me to Lincoln Center and after we went to a restaurant. He had his young nephew with two other friends joining us. I was a teenager myself.
We kept in touch until I had my first son. He came to my wedding, and I also invited him to my husband's birthday party. We had a great time.
the last time I spoke to him he was moving out of state to be with his brother, but I don't recall where or what state he was moving. I think it was North Carolina but not really sure! I had a lot in my plate on those days, I didn't pay attention. But I miss him so much! I love you Mr. Grasso, and I miss you very much!
Jimmy Glover:
John Jr. - I first met him in 1963 in Raleigh when he was 11 yrs. I was dating his sister Theresa and we got married in 1965. Sadly to say we got a divorce in 1971. John was always fun to play with and since the grounds were large, he enjoyed hide and seek. But his fancy was baseball. He lived in a big yard on Como Dr. and across the street was a bit field that was good for playing ball. After his sister and I divorced, I never saw him again until I saw his obit on the internet. He was a good boy the last I saw him. God rest his soul.
Lance Overson:
🌟 **Remembering Mom's Joyful Spirit** 🌟
When I was nine, I remember the magic moments dancing with my mom to "Everybody's Dancing to the Locomotion" and "Day-O (The Banana Boat Song)." We laughed so hard, tears streamed down our faces. On countless evenings, she would come home from work, dance around the living room, and play her beloved organ. Music and laughter filled our home, accompanied by our two Siamese cats, two dogs, a duck, and even a chicken she bought me from the Indio Date Festival.
My mom had a deep love for "The Sound of Music" and a long-standing devotion to the soap opera "As the World Turns," which she followed for 50 years. Beyond her entertainment passions, she found joy in swimming, sailing, and immersing herself in a good book.
She loved the desert; however, when vacations came around, she loved to travel in our motor home to the beach and across the U.S. to Wisconsin to visit relatives and reunions. We took many trips to Chicago, La Crosse, Wisconsin, and Kenosha, Wisconsin. Every five years or so, we'd drive or fly. One year, we drove up the coast to Oregon in our motor home—a very beautiful and truly happy time. We visited Mount Shasta and hiked up part of the mountain. My dad said there had been UFO sightings there. We didn't see any, but we felt a very spiritual energy. We rented a party barge, and my mom and dad skied behind it—barely, but they did. I was pulled on an inner tube. We found a cliff with a rope hanging from a tree. My mom had no fear and was the first to jump. Her landing was into the water with hardly any splash. She said to me, "Now I expect a flip and a half from you." I made the flip, though my landing wasn't as great.
After work, she taught swimming and diving lessons, as well as life-saving classes.
These beautiful memories reflect the vibrant, loving, and spirited woman she was. Her energy and enthusiasm for life continue to inspire me every day. ❤️
Kelley Rainey:
My Grandmother, Grace Kelley - Ma Ma, as we all called her, was a wonderful, loving and well-respected lady. She and my grandfather, Monroe C. Kelley, had two daughters, Vivian K. Riddle and Barbara K. Bracken.
Ma Ma was killed in a car accident in January 1997. She was one of my closest friends and I'll always miss her.


Lisa Paul:
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