The Bulge?

I first saw Dad referred to as 'The Bulge' decades ago when leafing through his high school yearbook. The origin of that nickname is lost in the mists of time - or at least he hasn't divulged the origin to me, yet. But over the years it became clear that the nickname 'The Bulge' was one he carried with a bit of pride (so much so that when I told him he needed to set up a new email address he came up with an address that incorporated 'bulge' in the name). Now, as his son I would have never dared call him 'the bulge', but among is old South Buffalo buddies the name was worn like a badge of honor.

So the name of this blog was born. Happy Birthday Bulge! We love ya!

-  Sheila, Moira, Brian & Pat

My favorite leatherhead!

Love Of His Life

Jim & Donna Haren

It's impossible to think of Dad without thinking of Mom. The two grew up close to each other in South Buffalo and according to Dad were inseparable from the first time they met. He was a paperboy for the Buffalo Evening News. One day while doing his weekly collections he stopped at a customer's house. He knocked on the door and the customer's youngest sister, who happened to be visiting, answered. That customer eventually became my aunt Grace. Dad never said it was love at first sight, but it certainly was interest at first sight, and that quickly blossomed into love.

Sadly we lost Mom in 2007, but I know Dad's love is undiminished. As I write this I'm sure he's sitting in his favorite chair at Moira's with his favorite picture of Mom by his side.

Mom

Dad

Dig the 70's era avocado! This picture was taken at our house in Maumee, Ohio
Dad spent as much time in the kitchen as Mom did - he loves to cook!
Moira, isn't that your dog in the lower corner?

Left-to-right, Lucille Sass (my mother-in-law), Dad and Mom
This was Roberta's first trip back to the US from Germany,
bringing along a very young Elizabeth to meet her grandparents,
sometime around 1984

At an impromptu family reunion in Ohio back in 1992