My Grandfather’s Style

Oh, I’m having so much fun going through the old photos we shipped back from my mother’s apartment last summer. It turns out my grandfather (Sam) had already developed his eye-popping style several years before his (and my grandmother’s) 66th wedding anniversary (click here if you managed to block that image from your mind or if you’re simply late to the party).

Today’s photo was taken more than seven years earlier, in November 1974, when my sister, Dale, and her family were in New York from Germany for a visit. My Mother The Dowager Duchess hosted a party (she loved to host parties).

At the age of 85, Grandpa Sam was something else. I wish I had that shirt — and his nerve.

SOME PEOPLE HAVE STYLE WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING IT.
Hey hobo man, hey dapper Sam…

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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