In their own words
Last night, I joined my dad, Cornelius Connolly, and his cronies at the Elks Lodge to try out my new mic and to hone my interview skills. I learned alot, not only about the hardware but about the men involved. What struck me the most was what little they had and how happy they were growing up.
A simpler time.
While my kids want the next iPhone and Xbox, my dad and his friends were happy to have a stolen mop handle and rubber bicycle tubing so they could play games with their friends.
My dad told me a story growing up about the time he met Ted Williams. I still dont know what he actually said to the legend when he told everyone’s baseball icon off. Listen here:
Cornelius J. Connolly b.1933
My dad is not a very good singer. In fact he’s pretty bad. But every time a birthday rolls around, he’s there to sing me and my kids Happy Birthday loud & proud. Here he sings to my daughter for her 13th birthday. Give a listen:
Cornelius J. Connolly b.1933
The Greatest Generation 