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Our friend Tynan says I sometimes sound like a New York gangster. I can put it on but I never thought it was my normal way of speaking. Tynan can be very astute, but he’s also from Chesterfield, England, where they say things like “Orate?” which means “How are you doing?” So, when he says I speak like a New York gangster, I’m tempted to say “Geroff wi yer” (“I don’t believe you”)! But I recently scanned some more photos of my paternal grandparents and, I don’t know, maybe there is something of the New York gangster in me after all. The top photo shows my grandparents at left with some of their gangster friends.
Nuestro amigo Tynan dice que a veces sueno como un gángster de Nueva York. Puedo ponérmelo, pero nunca pensé que era mi forma normal de hablar. Tynan puede ser muy astuto, pero también es de Chesterfield, Inglaterra, donde dicen cosas como “Orate?” que significa “How are you doing?” (“Como estás?”) Entonces, cuando dice que hablo como un gángster de Nueva York, estoy tentado a decir “Geroff wi yer,” que significa “I don’t believe you” (“No te creo”)! Pero recientemente escaneé algunas fotos más de mis abuelos paternos y, no sé, tal vez hay algo del gángster de Nueva York en mí después de todo.La foto superior muestra a mis abuelos a la izquierda con algunos de sus amigos gángsters.
26 thoughts on “New York Gangster”
Love the old photos.
I really enjoy yours, too. I’m lucky I o have so many from my paternal grandparents.
How are the Corelone’s? =)
Haven’t they all been “awfed”?
Funny isn’t it how most men back then looked like gangsters! Guess they wanted to ‘fit in’.
I was all in black yesterday … with my new slick black leather jacket. Our portero told me I looked like a New York gangster. What timing!
Were they by chance in the concrete shoe business?
My grandfather was in cement overcoats.
Maybe a prohibition house gang? Love their clothes.
I have so many pics of my grandmother when she was young and cool… before three kids!
Do you own a violin case?
My grandfather was always carrying a camera case… for his pistol. I DID study violin briefly when I was a kid. Just to make it look sincere.
You dirty rat! 🙂
As the kid brother would say, I was framed!
Look at that magnificent fur stole!!!!
Someone in “the family” was a furrier. My mother got a couple of coats.
Your grandpa is so little and cute. Yep, definitely gangsta material.
He was maybe 5’6” and quite macho and very modern.
I’m gonna rub you out, see?
Well we can see where you got your sense of style and panache from!
He DID have style. It skipped a generation. My father had style when my mother dressed him.
They do look the sort of types not to mess with.
He was quite macho. The apple didn’t fall far from the tree. The tree died before I was born.
When you’re a Jet you’re a Jet all the way…
Walt the Fourth,
And now I’ll be singing THAT song all day!