52nd & California

  I blame it on the butcher-block paper. That was probably what threw us off, what enabled my sister and me to distort our childhood memory of the Pope’s visit to our neighborhood. A hand-made, trilingual welcome hung above the windows of my grandparents’ grocery store: WITAMY! BENVENUTO! WELCOME POPE JOHN PAUL II! Over the years, my grandfather posted many similar signs throughout his business; … Continue reading 52nd & California