In 1959 my parents fell in love the night they met, in a bar called Cafe Bohemia in Greenwich Village and on the very same night my father proposed. It's too good a love story not to share.
Thank you Rita; it was indeed such a treasure to come across them after her death. My father never got to write his memoir; I think he’d be tickled and proud that I am sharing this story for posterity.
Oh Amy, Freda & Norman's love story is one for the ages! I love that you were able to read your father's letters to your mother, what a treasure and gift to have that deeper insight!🩷
I'm also imagining the potential pressure in your life of perhaps feelings or thoughts of having to have some incredible love story yourself. I'm hugging Amy throughout her ages. 🙏
With lots of love, I'm imagining Freda & Norman having a most delicious picnic and then dancing the night away at Julius'🌈
I love your vision for my parents’ dance at Julius. You are also perceptive in picking up on the longing that sharing their story stirred up in me. There are things to say about that, perhaps in a future post. Thank you for being such a faithful reader, dear Kristin.
A perfectly romantic love story told in a perfectly romantic way, complete with photos of NYC, your parents' favorite music and a part of the love letter written by your dad to Freda. I'm glad to have visited Julia's with you on that first pilgrimage following Freda's departure from the earth. So much of your parents' youth were wrapped up in the big cultural transformations of their time. It's a special privilege to be able to retrace their footsteps and relive their personal history with the help of these love letters.
Lovely story about your parents. It's always a beautiful feeling to be in the same/similar location they had been at in the past. I am recently traveling similar footsteps as yours - walking through NYC and enjoyed coming upon the Elephants all over the city. Exquisite! The city is a living, breathing, art museum. I am overjoyed at all the beautiful improvements they've done on the west side and by the Piers. Little Island is a masterpiece.
She was indeed that person. Hoe beautiful!
Thanks, Alecia. Appreciate it!
I love this, Amy. How wonderful to have those letters!
Thank you Rita; it was indeed such a treasure to come across them after her death. My father never got to write his memoir; I think he’d be tickled and proud that I am sharing this story for posterity.
What a wonderful story and you tell it so beautifully.
Thank you Sallie. Like you I am inspired above all to share these stories for our children & future generations😀
Oh Amy, Freda & Norman's love story is one for the ages! I love that you were able to read your father's letters to your mother, what a treasure and gift to have that deeper insight!🩷
I'm also imagining the potential pressure in your life of perhaps feelings or thoughts of having to have some incredible love story yourself. I'm hugging Amy throughout her ages. 🙏
With lots of love, I'm imagining Freda & Norman having a most delicious picnic and then dancing the night away at Julius'🌈
I love your vision for my parents’ dance at Julius. You are also perceptive in picking up on the longing that sharing their story stirred up in me. There are things to say about that, perhaps in a future post. Thank you for being such a faithful reader, dear Kristin.
Always. ♡
A perfectly romantic love story told in a perfectly romantic way, complete with photos of NYC, your parents' favorite music and a part of the love letter written by your dad to Freda. I'm glad to have visited Julia's with you on that first pilgrimage following Freda's departure from the earth. So much of your parents' youth were wrapped up in the big cultural transformations of their time. It's a special privilege to be able to retrace their footsteps and relive their personal history with the help of these love letters.
Thank you for this kind comment, Louisa! I am so happy you were with us in late May to visit Julius. It meant so much to share that with you💗
Lovely story about your parents. It's always a beautiful feeling to be in the same/similar location they had been at in the past. I am recently traveling similar footsteps as yours - walking through NYC and enjoyed coming upon the Elephants all over the city. Exquisite! The city is a living, breathing, art museum. I am overjoyed at all the beautiful improvements they've done on the west side and by the Piers. Little Island is a masterpiece.
So glad you came across the elephant installation as well. It’s so wonderful as are New York City’s many delights.
Wow. Wonderful voice and storytelling, Amy!
Thank you, Constellations! The comment on voice warms my heart, given our shared focus on that over at Writing in the Dark.
You’re welcome. ☺️ I feel the same. WITD is a gift.