A story written by Mother, Marion Schwarz in 1972…Rest In Peace Mom, You will never be forgotten…Stars made fade, but Legends never die…

It was time for the lottery draw that was held the second Thursday in the month. My Mom came in carrying an afghan that she was crocheting, she had three squares ready to be crocheted into the blanket, that had about sixty squares already in it.

--

--

--

Alan Schwarz loves life. He is the founder of JAMS Productions, a television production company based in Toronto . His passion is writing.

Love podcasts or audiobooks? Learn on the go with our new app.

Recommended from Medium

True Life: I Have An “Ugly” Sister

A Star Returns: Chapter One

Chai Biscuit

The Gift: How Someone With 95 Percent Brain Damage Taught Me More About Life Than Anyone Else

Land of the Lost

Like Pulling Teeth

My Life and My Trauma: Explaining the Outcomes of Children of Single Parents Through Emotional…

The Things My Father Taught Me

black and white photo of father with young son and daughter sitting on wooden bench

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store
Alan J. Schwarz

Alan J. Schwarz

Alan Schwarz loves life. He is the founder of JAMS Productions, a television production company based in Toronto . His passion is writing.

More from Medium

I Got Your Instinct Right Here, Mister

Away In A Dark Pub: A Christmas Drinking Song

Dan’s Obsession With the Exploits of Hollywood Doughy Guys From Times Past Might Be Useful After…