Great Job

My story is about my late grandma Smt. Rukshmaniben Trivedi. Her hard work and resoluteness in life proved to be decisive for our family. Funny thing about her was that she could not study more than first standard as she pulled leg of her teacher’s wooden chair to get him down! He drove her away … Continue reading “Great Job”

My Dad

Well actually my step-dad. He was born in the depression, raised in northern Pennsylvania and Philadelphia.  His childhood had not been the kindest, and his family suffered poverty, tragedy and harsh times, but it was full of adventures the way he told it. Stories of going to see movies for a nickel and living and … Continue reading “My Dad”