My Dad, My Teacher, My Friend
My father and mother met in Primary School. He apparently came home andtold my Granny that he'd found his wife. She had red hair and was beautiful,and Granny would have grandchildren with red hair, like she'd alwayswanted.They were star-crossed lovers, and called Romeo and Juliet by everyone atschool. He was rich and Jewish, she was ordinary farming folk, and IrishCatholic. Every afternoon he'd ride out to visit her at the farm, and pay hisfuture brothers-in-law to wipe out his bicycle tracks…See More
