MY SAGA in LIFE OF A D.O.M. WIDOWER LIVING ON THE NJ SHORE

 I dreaded what I perceived to be a major hassle with the TSA agents to get on my flights w/o proper ID. Nothing could be further from the truth because to people I dealt with were all compassionate and concerned 2with my problem and went out of their way to speed me on my way. At Newark Airport I dreaded not being allowed to drive home because I did not have a Drivers License but it was just a matter of filling out forms and paying the $ 100.00 Lost Ticket Fee for my car.  That was the 3 day charge.

Here are a few photos of the Graduation
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This is the outside of the Basketball arena that the graduation was housed in.

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My Grand Daughter, the Graduate. She is my youngest daughter, Marybeth , deceased, and Joe’s child.

The next entry will have more photos.

This being the outside of the Basketball Arena

Last updated May 13, 2015