visits

When I was young I used to visit my grandparents every weekend. My grandfather would pick me up after school on Friday nights, or my mom would bring me to the Port Authority bus, and I would go to their apartment in Perth Amboy, NJ.

I remember Friday nights we would eat dinner, which was almost always either roast chicken or pot roast, with a grapefruit appetizer. At nights we would watch TV (I remeber The Dukes of Hazzard and The Incredible Hulk being my favotites), they would give me a bath (my only one since my last visit), and my grandfather and I would stay up eating ice cream and watching wrestling.

On Saturdays I would watch cartoons and go with them to the synagogue. Then we would either go to the movies or the mall. I remember my grandmother would buy me such margain clothes, like two non-name sneakers for five dollars.

As I got into my teens, my visits became less frequent.