Saturday, February 21, 2009


1930 Long long ago

JM was perfectly happy in his environment for almost nine months when all of a sudden his serenity was broken when a downpour of amniotic fluid and blood swept JM to a place where lights were blinding. There were new voices, new faces, and an unexpected spanking landed on his innocent butt.

His environment was coming to a halt. It was time for a new journey.

The year was 1930, a year known for such men as Noel Coward, T.S.Eliot, William Faulkner and Einstein among others. Herbert Hoover was President of the United States. Popular songs included Stardust and Singing in the Rain.

It was in the middle of the year, in the middle of the month, in the morning hours in Springfield, Massachusetts. It was a confusing time for JM to decipher the noises he was hearing, sounds he had never heard before. Doctors and nurses were making sounds which were totally different from the sounds of the Greek relatives, except for the calming sound from his mother.

After a few hours of quiet time, hunger waked him to fulfill the second need of his short life. When his hunger was satisfied, he slept peacefully again.

Aunt Olga recalled that the cold winters of Springfield, MA found JM bundled up on the balcony of their apartment on Chestnut Street. Somehow his mother knew that he had a deviated septum, and summer always meant time in the sun, which she believed would cure it.

A bundle of joy, he was passed around from relative to relative, from cousin to cousin but always returned to his Mother and Father, until the day JM's cousin John put him on his shoulder on the way to Boston, for a long trip to a world totally unknown to him.

On June 3rd 1932 he and his older sister, Athena, and their Mother embarked on the SS Saturnia, which is pictured below, and arrived in the Port of Piraeus Greece, June 17 of the same year.


on the deck said...

When did the deviated septum get repaired?

The Oldest One

Yiannis said...

Never did and never had a broken nose,

Kitty Cat said...

hurry up to the part where WE are born...
seriously though, we love to learn about your experiences and to hear your stories.