Old Family

What better place to escape these summer-like days at home on the Costa del Sol than frigid London?!? We’re headed there Thursday morning for a week. (The boys will have “staff” staying with them to ensure their every need is met — and more; the “staff” spoils them even more than we do.)

We’ve booked up our days and evenings with sight-seeing, museums, and theatre, and we’ll celebrate San Geraldo’s birthday while we’re there. Just us. No family or friends. I hope we’ll be forgiven.

This is a photo of some members of my father’s family taken in London during WWII. My father had no contact with them after the war, so I never met them. I wonder if we’ll bump into one of my cousins (or if I even have any).

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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