tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26130622.post1589281753630681147..comments2023-10-18T03:06:25.107-07:00Comments on The Daily Growler: Existing in New York City: With Alabama on My MindThe Daily Growlerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15052460567863294528noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26130622.post-45746288662680869832012-03-16T10:39:24.446-07:002012-03-16T10:39:24.446-07:00Cute story about the craggy old judge recognizing ...Cute story about the craggy old judge recognizing your father's Alabama influence on your accent. Many of my ancestors who were born in NYC spoke with the Irish brogues of their parents though they themselves had never been anywhere near Ireland. Many generations later there are still Irish-isms in my family's lingo. And Italian-isms, from the Italian side of the family. I don't know about the Kashubs in my background. I don't know if there is any trace of their endangered language left in my family. <br /><br />I've never been to the Gulf but everything I hear makes those beaches sound paradisiacal. Too bad they continue to be in the cross-hairs of the drill, baby, drill assholes. And of course the political scene continues to be a travesty. <br /><br />I like the new photo you posted of the belly-button of the city with the green spire of that cute little church (that I've been inside of) to my favorite saint. Your computer ace does good work. That photo deserved to be posted.Marybethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13278520565186414844noreply@blogger.com