Throw Back Thursday and Memories of Philadelphia

This is a drawing from my High School days, this woman looks an awful lot like a very nice woman in SW Philadelphia where my family lived in the sixties. She dyed her rugs maroon one summer, and the dye left traces on the bottom of your sneakers. She was Polish and her daughter and I were friends for a short while. 

The daughter passed away in her twenties from what I understand. I often think about this woman and hope that the balance of her life was comfortable and blessed. 

The neighborhood was a rabbit warren of Roman Catholics. First Communion saw the smallest of us crammed into unaccustomed finery for our first trip up to the altar.