Birth

I was born April 14, 1945, 80 years to the day after

 

Lincoln was shot, and 33 years to the day after

 

 the Titanic hit an iceberg.

As I began the last autobiography I wrote (in elementary school), I was born to the sound of mournfully tolling bells:

 

It was the day of Franklin Roosevelt's funeral.




I was born in Bridgeport Hospital, Bridgeport, Connecticut.

Me at 6 weeks-I actually remember the hole in the porch.

My parents were living on the third floor of a 3-family house at 55 Riverside Dr, Fairfield, CT 06824 at the time of my birth.