Stanley M. Siegel

...because if you don't write it down, it will be lost forever.

                      

Penrod climbed upon a barrel, stood on tiptoe,
grasped the rim of the box; then, using a knot-hole
as a stirrup, threw one leg over the top, drew himself
up, and dropped within.

 Standing upon the packed sawdust, he was just tall enough to see over the top.

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Why Penrod? All I can remember -- about books from my childhood -- is that Booth Tarkington's "Penrod" series were books that I read over and over again.

I don't really remember the stories, don't remember if Penrod was a childhood idol.

I do remember, however, that I liked the books and they, along with another "magic orange filter" book which I received when I had the measles, are high on my lis of rememberances.

Go figure!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My Grandparents

Abrasham and Celia

Cohen

Family...


Mother: Edith Siegel nee Cohen (or Hannah Yetta) -- deceased (1960)

 Father: Maurice Siegel (more about that later)

 Siblings: None

Maternal Grandmother: Celia Cohen nee? --deceased: Maternal Grandfather: Abraham (Avram) Cohen-­deceased;

Uncle: Herman (Hy) Cohen married to Ruth Whitman -- both deceased;

Aunt: Ruth Shear nee Cohen,  married to Sidney --  both deceased;

Aunt: Gertrude Levine ( Gert of Golda) nee Cohen married to Bernie -- both deceased;

Cousins: Fred (deceased) and Robert Shear; Richard, Kenny (deceased), Jody Levine; Ronnie and Judy Cohen.

Wife: Linda Elsie Mowbray Siegel --married April 4, 1970, Riverside, Connecticut. (Passed away, in her sleep, December 23, 2016 -- click here for details).

Children of present marriage: David Robert, Michael Stanley. Mother-in-Law: Katherine Mowbray nee Sands Father-in-Law: Robert Samuel Mowbray (both deceased)

Children of previous marriage: Alan Siegel, Lee Seth Siegel.

Some "bits and pieces: -­

My mother (that's a whole other story, which requires a whole other page which perhaps I'll get to at some time --or not) and father were divorced when I was about 3 years old. I don't have much -­ just a bit -- memory of that time. I was whisked away from my father when we lived on 64th Street in Brooklyn, and moved in with my grandparents. I didn't know much, actually hardly anything including his actual name, about my father. If memory serves, I received a phone call from a "woman" when I was 13 saying my father was ill and would like to talk to me. I never did speak to him. I'm still trying to find out who he was -- my mother never spoke about him and when I was old enough to think about it, I didn't ask.

I met Linda when we worked together at Xerox. I had separated from my then wife (Phyllis) who soon after moved from our home in Spring Valley, New York, to California with her mother, father and brother. Before they moved Alan and Lee (our sons) spent some quality time with us -- Linda, me, David and Michael --when we lived in our first apartment atop a two-family house in Rowayton, Connecticut.

Linda and I were married in her parents home, by a Justice of the Peace with Linda's family -- mother, father, brother and Linda's dad's father (who was heard to say "better luck this time" -- I neglected to mention that Linda, too had a previous marriage), some of our friends and office-mates (Dixon Erikson and Mary Ellen Wynn, Heather Higgins (now Heather Joyce), Paula and Ken Klein, Carol Jean Marino (who was heard to say "It'll never last"), Lynn Oreshnick, and others). Afterwards, we left for a brief honeymoon in Washington, D.C. We were booked into the Graylyn Hotel (it was, if I remember correctly, a former consulate of some mid-eastern country and has recently been converted into a townhouse project). It was on "M" Street -- and not being familiar with Washington, we found it near impossible how to get into "M" Street which was one-way (in the wrong direction). Anyway, when we finally arrived, checked in, and saw our "accommodations" we quickly returned to the front desk and checked out. We, instead, booked a room at the Mayflower Hotel, and spent our honeymoon there. Our visit included a bit of sightseeing: the Watergate complex (before it became notorious); Foggy Bottom; the National Zoo (I think) and other places that escape my memory for the moment. When Linda refreshes that memory I'll add more details.

One thing -- of many -- of interest was that it snowed on April 4th -- our wedding day. I'd like to think that somewhere, in some legend, when it snows on one's wedding day, it's a good omen.

Since then, our son David "issued" us with a granddaughter, Annika (and having now remarried to Elizabeth, we are expecting a second granddaughter in October).  Michael, has just (June 8, 2015) married his "seriously and long-connected" Amy who has two children, Connor and Caroline. But those details are theirs to tell.

Anyway, that's "family" --so far.

 more to come (maybe)...

If you want/need to reach me, email me at: stan@stanleymsiegel.com just click on the address.