those muggers from Jersey

Dad and Dado left already. Man, geezers are early risers. Dad came knocking on my door at 7am and they both seemed ready to go. I'm worried that Dad won't put food in front of Dado as much as I did. Dado will say he's not hungry, but then eat the banana, yogurt and cereal bar I put in front of him.

I got on itunes and made a Dean Martin/Bobby Darin CD for him for last night. I can't believe a few days ago I asked if he liked Elton John, Johnny Cash or Frank Sinatra. (That's the oldest music I know!) Thursday night I bought a 1940's CD on itunes and threw in some Gene Autry. We listened to that a couple times yesterday. A few times a song would come up and he'd say "Oh, remember this?" I told him, "Dado, that was 30 years before I was born. That's like someone asking you if you remember a song from 1890." He laughed at that thought.

He's never been mugged. He's lived in New York City his whole life, carries several hundred dollars with him all the time, and has never been mugged. He said the muggers are all from out of town; like Jersey probably. They go to the Broadway district and hit up people who are out on the town. Makes sense I guess.

He was my age in 1952. He talked about how there weren't many cars in New York City at all until the 80's. Then he starts complaining about Puerto Ricans.

Dado gave me this jar of coins for tolls. I love this jar– he told me he's had it over 50 years. Besides regular coins(mostly quarters), it has 2 late-1800's silver dollars and three 2-dollar bills. The jar itself was for $1.09 Hadden House imported coctail baby corn. It smells and looks like his apartment did.