Because the gang’s all here. My father always said that his only request for his funeral is that we play The Beer Barrel Polka, and I’m glad we made his last wish come true. Thanks to all of the freinds and relatives who came to Dad’s viewing and funeral, and to the party that followed.
Malanowski, The Next Generation: cousins Megan and Cara, left. My brother Matt, the pride of Bisbee, right.
Cousin Stephanie (right) and her daughter Alicia; my cousins Ed Kalendek and Elaine Warner.
My cousin Dot and my Uncle Steve, the last of the Mohicans; my aunts Marcella and Dot
Cousins Chris and Greg (left) and Dave and Lydia (right)
Barb Kalendek (I was an altar boy at her wedding); cousins Dave and Sue Kalendek
Matt and cousin Charlotte (left), and my sister Rose and her friend Al.
Left, Malanowski cousins, including my cousins Marge Centofani and Theresa Beckemeyer, who had eluded my earlier efforts at portraiture.
Right, the cousins with aunts and uncle, including Aunt Josie.
Playing with a full dek of Glodeks and Kalendeks, left. Right, cousin Joe Malanowski and kinsman Bob Centofani