It began as the GODFATHER OF MATH, evolved into the GOODFATHER OF MATH. Now this. Go figure...
______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The kind of humor I like is the thing that makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes = G. CARLIN...Stain glass, engraved glass, frosted glass –give me plain glass = JOHN FOWLES ... Music is the mathematics of the gods=PYTHAGORAS ... Nothing is more fluid than language = R. L. SWIHART
I cannot live without the oxygen of laughter = DAWN POWELL ...!!! ... But laughter cannot survive without the hydrogen of gravitas = PAUL OLIVERIO
Either of three places: I believe I posted it once before OR you saw it on 2nd Street in Belmont Shore OR you saw it one block from my residence on the corner of 3rd Street/Cerritos Avenue before it was either removed or stolen
This image could not help but make me think of MIDNIGHT BASKETBALL... Therefore I dedicate this page to Msgr. Oliverio of St. Patrick's Cathedral: the man I've referred to—basically my entire life— as "Father Frank" who would referee midnight basketball games in Harlem featuring rival gang members where there was no fighting on the court during play but disputes arouse after the game as to which gang would pay for the referee's breakfast.
Frank Oliverio, who had seven older siblings, spent the better part of his formative years as a Harlem Resident
I am a Long Beach resident and I have seen this image
ReplyDeletebefore but I am no sure where.
Either of three places:
DeleteI believe I posted it once before
OR you saw it on 2nd Street in Belmont Shore
OR you saw it one block from my residence
on the corner of 3rd Street/Cerritos Avenue
before it was either removed or stolen
This image could not help but make me
ReplyDeletethink of MIDNIGHT BASKETBALL...
Therefore I dedicate this page to Msgr. Oliverio
of St. Patrick's Cathedral:
the man I've referred to—basically my entire life—
as "Father Frank" who would referee midnight
basketball games in Harlem featuring
rival gang members where there was
no fighting on the court during play
but disputes arouse after the game
as to which gang would pay
for the referee's breakfast.
Frank Oliverio, who had seven older siblings,
spent the better part of his formative years
as a Harlem Resident