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operated. Phyllis had taken over Pop. After about two more dinners with Pop, Phyllis said, “Pop, you're going to marry that woman. It's right for both of you.” Pop had always come home, you know, after the evenings alotted to her. I'd say, “Why don't you stay with her?" He'd answer, “What would the elevator boys think?" That was the way my father operated. He was quaintly old-fashioned! But Phyllis changed all that. She said, “You must marry her right away.” And Pop did.

He did?

Yes. Just Phyllis and I went with them to the church and they were married. They fixed up a little apartment, but they didn't have long because Pop just about lived for the birth of Chris and then he died.

It's very nice that they had that happiness at the end.

I took care of Eva ever since. She died just about six months ago. She was way in her late eighties. She was a darling little woman and made my father very happy. She didn't insist on marriage. Of course, she was delighted when he did propose. Phyllis took right over and helped them decorate the apartment. That's when I began to see that I was married to a power-house.

Then Chris came. Pop lived to see Chris...just a couple of months. Chris was born in August: Pop died in October. Then we had to look for a place to live because there was no