Found it!


Well it took two trips and a careful scan of a digital photo taken three years ago but I found the house where my dad was born and raised. Ironically I can see it from my apartment so must be good karma.

Amazing the details that you can remember after 60 odd years. Like how tall the building was. Or how I as a few blocks from school.

Now whenever I go grocery shopping I can trace the same route he did. How cool. I don’t think the building will be there long. Lots of demolition everywhere. Next trip maybe I’ll be brave enough to take a tour inside but for now it’s a great piece of personal history.

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