Nana: I watch a lot of TV… and birds.
Archive for June, 2011
Nana: One time, on Eutaw Avenue, an ambulance was speeding by the house and a drunk jumped out the back while it was moving. I don’t remember… what happened next…
Nana: The only time I saw my mother’s father he was in his casket. He was a pretty little man, looked like a girl.
Nana: “The Red Sox won last night! They were up 6-0 at one point… Obama had a home run!”
Nana: “Oh! I shouldn’t be allowed to talk in the morning.”
[While showing photos from games at Fenway Park and the Boston Garden]
PD: “Here’s a picture of where we sat at a Celtics game. It was the very last row at the top.”
Nana: “We used to call that [racial slur] heaven.”
Nana: “[Your late grandfather] ate all the awful things… I guess it’s a Polish meal.”