A poem for My Dad and Aunts
On their 282nd Birthday Together
And now for some really good news,
which after this past year we sure could use.
Joe, Minna and Betty are 14 and four score,
Hard to believe that you’re now 94!
Although if anyone has any doubt
The Guinness Book of Records bears it out:
Oldest living triplets (mixed) lists each name
A singular/triplicate claim to fame.
Although each unique and distinct in your path,
You share wit and wisdom (and in Joe’s case, math)
Among the talents you have in reams
A combination of innate skill and genes.
From the Rockaways with the ocean to view
Then up to the Bronx on Sedgwick Avenue
With big sister Adelaide you were the happy four
With parents, aunts and uncles to adore
Then to upper Broadway you did dwell
Till beaus came courting the kids of Dave and Belle
Harold for Addie, Milt for Bet,
Dick for Minna, how lucky could you get?
Eventually Joe and Fay did meet,
Four loving unions were now complete.
Each finding a partner to mate with for life
With love and contentment and minimum strife.
Each triplet had three kids for a total of nine,
Each was loved and adored and turned out fine.
With Addie’s 7, there were 16 cousins,
With uncles and aunts the total was dozens
For bar mitzvahs and other celebrations
The parties had a big population.
The family continued to expand
With new generations great and grand.
Although you live in different states,
Most years you’d gather to celebrate
In person on the day of your birth.
You’re not alone, for what it’s worth
In this year being joined via Zoom,
With siblings and children each in their own room.
And without beloved spouses Dick and Fay
Or Addie & Harold to herald the day.
It’s still an occasion to celebrate
Three amazing people we think are great.
282 years in combination
Happy birthday to you, with love and adoration.
With thanks to my niece Melanie (poem) and cousin Ted and brother Eric & sister Sue (photos) for their input.