past faces

frank hoffer

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franzl, ca 1928

My grandfather died 22 years ago today. This summer, I visited Vienna, his hometown.  I thought a lot about him and about whether he had walked the same routes, seen the same buildings, gone to the same cafes.  I stood outside his childhood home, wandered around his neighborhood, loitered in front of his father’s store … Continue reading

frank and ethel, 1990

Sometime right around when this photo was taken (I think this must have been Thanksgiving or sometime around then), my grandparents gave me an aquamarine ring as a Christmas/Hanukkah present.  They died not that long after and for the last 21 years, I have spent almost every minute wearing that ring. It has become almost … Continue reading

jackie, ca 1958

My mother and aunt got their first dog when my Aunt Helene won a puppy in a rigged television contest. The contest was supposed to reward the most creative puppy name with a puppy, and her choice of “Sir Jackson” (which is really quite a spectacular name when the breeder’s name is appended to the … Continue reading

sherman oaks, california, 1949

in 1949, it snowed in the san fernando valley and by “snowed” i mean snowed: snow fell and it actually stayed on the ground. my grandfather frank took pictures – an entire roll of pictures, in fact – of the snow that fell around his family’s house in sherman oaks that day and this is … Continue reading

the hoffer family, 1966

in my family, we have certain idiosyncratic terms that no one else in the world uses besides us. i’m sure lots of families do. my sister and i did not realize until some few years ago, however, that this was actually the case. we thought everyone walked around calling the national council of jewish women … Continue reading

ethel, becky and frank, 1981

my mother’s parents were taken away from me 17 years ago this past tuesday, and it will never not hurt. ethel kalisch hoffer (1918-1991), me, frank markus hoffer (1909-1991)

franz, march 1930

happy winter. franz markus hoffer, (1909-1991) and friends.

franz, march 1930

today is my grandfather frank’s birthday. it would have been his 98th birthday, but it isn’t because he had a heart attack at 82 while driving to work. i still don’t really like driving down my grandparents’ street (which also happens to be a main thoroughfare) on my way elsewhere, because i don’t want to … Continue reading