1931: AS THE OLD SONG GOES, "SMALL WORLD, ISN'T IT?
Paging through millions of pages has become a part of my existance over these last 25 years. One never knows what one will find. Add to that this website, which has many visitors who keep coming back for more, I realize that it is indeed a small, small world. The above graphic is a clipping from loyal and every day (every hour?) visitor to this website, nonagenarian Ralph Lucarella. Imagine my surprise when I saw the Lucarella name in a 1931 Trenton Times newspaper. My surprise doubled when I read the guests who were at Rose's sweet sixteen birthday party. There in glorious black and white was Bill Stoker. The Stoker family was very friendly with my family. Indeed, Marge and young Bill were well known in our family of friends. I think I still have a photo of Marge in front of our Hartley Avenue home standing in front of her 1937 black Ford. "Uncle Bill" as he was known by all in the Kuser neighborhood was a crossing guard for the Kuser School kids at Newkirk and Liberty Street. He let me keep my bike in the garage at his Newkirk Avenue home. Small world indeed. As I recall, young Bill, along with Charlie Corbishley, were friends of my cousin John "Goog" Williamson. SMALL WORLD INDEED.