As a product of the Pittsburgh diaspora, holidays in the ‘Burgh were a big part of my childhood. And although we spent more Thanksgivings and Christmases in Pittsburgh, I celebrated more than a few Easter Sunday’s at St. Wendellen’s in Baldwin and/or North American Martyrs and/or St. Bernadette’s in Monroeville.
Those Sunday morning masses were followed of course by big brunches and even bigger dinners held at exotic locales on Ceadercove Street and/or Knollwood Drive (if only it coulda been Nollwood Drive….)
And although those trips came to an end in the 1990’s as my grandparents settled into permanent residence at St. George’s-St. Joseph’s cemetery off of Brownsville Road in Mt. Oliver, those trips form small but important part of the fabric of my memories.
While Steelers paraphilia did comprise a good chuck of Christmas gifts in the late 70’s and early 80’s – before I reached double digits even, I can’t remember too much if any Steelers, Pirates, or Pen’s themed Easter Candy. But it exists, and through the magic of Twitter they can be enjoyed by all.
— firstcoastblack&gold (@FLblackandgold) April 20, 2014
Can’t claim any Bloomfield-related Easter memories and both of my grandfather’s answered to “Grandpa.” But my father certainly spent a lot of Easter Sunday’s in Bloomfield as a child (long before this photo was taken) and he certainly called his grandfather “Pap.”
Happy Easter and Happy Passover to all in Steelers Nation (albeit a day late.)