When Droozy was still in her teens she went to work in a factory. It was a night job because she had to go to school during the day. The Edward W. Daniel Co. was not a very big place; it only seemed so to young Droozy. All kinds of interesting people worked there. There was Fat Anna, a very heavy woman who could hardly speak English. She’d say “houseboss” instead of landlord, and would sing a Czechoslovakian song over and over again which sounded like: “Poi, poi, ptischek moi, kaak bom pilla, semse villa.” This song and the hum of the machines almost put Droozy to sleep as she was assembling anchor shackles of ships.

There was Polly, a seventeen year old Irish girl who was married to a soldier. Then there was Joe Salamone, or Blind Joe as he was called by the other factory workers. The men and women would make fun of him, especially the women. They would tell him that an object was in front of him when there was nothing there, or about something or someone that didn’t exist or didn’t happen. Droozy had great pity for this unfortunate man who could only feel his way and grope slowly along, shuffling cautiously as he walked with his cane tapping on the cement floor in a rhythmic fashion.

Droozy liked Joe. She felt great pity for him. The poor man couldn’t see where he was going, nor what folks looked like. He’d never be able to see the beautiful colors of nature - the trees, grass, flowers, rainbows, clear streams surrounded by hills, nor any of the those ordinary things that everyone was able to enjoy by merely looking. The worst of all was that he needed to depend on others for almost everything. He couldn’t cross the street without assistance, nor could he tell how much money he had since he couldn’t distinguish a five dollar bill from a one.

Blind Joe had inner beauty. Although he could not see he rarely complained. He would tell Droozy war stories; stories about Italy; his life with his parents, when he was a boy, and of many of his adventures. He was always willing to go wherever Droozy would lead him. He would happily go canoeing with her, on picnics or just for walks in the park. Droozy learned many interesting things from Blind Joe. Most of all she learned what a fortunate person she was to be able to see and to enjoy life.

Pork Dumplings
Please Don't Eat the Goldfish
Pretty Shoes
Blueberry Cake
The Garden
The Red Rabbit
The Lost Bathing Tickets
What Shall I Do?  The Double Message
Pieces of Gold
Aromas of the Sabbath
The Birth of a Brother
Green Apples
Herr Kübler
The Broken Leg
Boarding School
The American Calendar
Suse Puppe
Shirley Temple Eyes
Kristallnacht Nov. 9, 10, 11
Aunt (Tante) Mathilde
Ice Skates
The Cologne Cathedral
The Escape
A Belgian Holiday
Gas Balloons and the S. S. Washington
The Statue
A Bad Dream
A Pencil Thief
The West Virginia Hills
Ice Cream, Grieben and Baked Spaghetti
The Gypsy’s Song
Venetian Blinds
The Deaf One
Dimmed Lights
Norma Mae
The Spelling Bee
Run, Thief, Run!
The Candy Store
The Birthday Party
Deep, Shallow Waters
Red Riding Hood
Small Mama
Droozy In Love
Eskimo Pies
Apple Picking Time
Working Days
Easter Baskets
Blind Joe
Lessons Learned From Parents
About the Author