Biography

Letters from Larry – 6 September 1941

6 September 1941 – Queens, New York

Dear Marion,

Just found out that Jimmy is going to see Connie & Phil and Phil’s mother in the Bronx.  So being that I was invited I didn’t think you’d mind me going.  Last night I told you we might go to the beach, well the only way I could go would be by Jimmy’s car, because I’m flat busted.  I’ll see you tonight at 8:00.

Marion dear, I want you to know that I won’t forget last night for a long time.  Well so long, I’ll see you tonight.

Love Larry

xxxxx

P.S. Keep your fingers crossed for George. LR

xxxxx

P.P.S. Please excuse the paper. It’s all I had handy. I wish you were going with us.  You would really enjoy the ride.  More love from the same.

Larry

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Letters from Larry – 27 August 1941

27 August 1941 – Queens, New York

Dearest Marion,

I want to ask you a very serious question.  The circumstances of our companionship lately should help you answer this question.  Well in the “King’s English”, the question is: will you marry me, for better or worse (probably worse) until death do us part.  Presuming your answer is yes I think a very convenient and easy to remember day for our wedding would be your birthday. I could assassinate two winged creatures with one missile by giving you your wedding ring for birthday in conjunction with your wedding.  Then again you may want to be a June bride, so, we could get hitched on my birthday. Then you could save yourself by giving me all the wedding bills as a birthday present.  Of course, I’m under the impression that all the above could not take place unless I was earning eighty-five dollars per week.  But then again if you could live on twelve a week, why wait?

Incidentally, if Ethel is around tell her she can consider herself proposed to if you refuse.  (Here’s hoping you don’t refuse.)

But all kidding aside I really like you a great deal. I  hope I will for a long time.

Play it your way [with an arrow pointing to “like” in the above sentence].

Well now that you and your nosey sitser have read this letter I think I close.

Love & Kisses

Larry

P.S. Please excuse the writing.  I write bad enough as it is but this pen is new and makes my bad writing worse.  LR

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Letters from Larry – 31 July 1941

31 July 1941 – Queens, New York

Dearest Marion,

I’m sorry I couldn’t see you last night but as I guess you know I was sick.  I hope you had a good time.  It’s just my luck to miss those things.  I missed you last night and will miss you tonight.  Although I might see I doubt it because I will get home pretty late.

I’m really sorry I didn’t see you because I was in an extra special good mood, which would aid me in telling you how much I love you.  It may sound silly for someone our age to say something like that but it must be true because I like a lot of people but your way above them in my estimation. It must be love. Sometimes I wonder why people say fellows & girls our age can’t love each other.  I don’t see why we can’t.  In olden days people got married when they were sixteen.  They must have loved each other.  While I’m working, sleeping and even playing, in fact, all the time I think of you.  “I love you” are the only words that can explain how I feel.  And I mean it.  So long until tomorrow.

Love,

Larry

P.S. Please don’t show this to anyone. It’s not that I’m ashamed of it because really there is only written my thoughts and feelings.  But it’s nice to have two now these things.  Incidentally, your sister’s handkerchief is enclosed. LxRx

ILoveyou

 

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Senate Tribute to Pop

On May 24, 2018, Senator Chuck Schumer of New York paid tribute to my grandfather, Larry Reilly, on the floor of the Senate.  Video clip of the comments below:

Lawrence John Reilly Sr. – One of the Greatest Men of the Greatest Generation, May He Forever Rest In Peace

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On Wednesday, May 23rd, the world lost an amazing man.  Just short of his 94th birthday in June, Lawrence John Reilly, Sr. passed away at 3:30 Eastern, due to complications with pneumonia.

Since Wednesday, I’ve been struggling with finding the words to express my deep sorrow and to explain to the world who this man was.  Because the world should know.  His death should not be noticed by only his family and friends.  There was so much honor, goodness, love, and forgiveness in him.  How do I describe his boundless life and do it true justice?

I am the second of this five granddaughters, sixth out of the twelve grandchildren.  He was the patriarch of a beautiful family, of which he lived to see the latest addition to the next generation born about a week before his death.  She is his 21st great-grandchild.

Fortunately, my strong desire that the world knows about his passing from this life has been met.  The Associated Press wrote an article that has been picked up by agencies around the world.  The U.S. Senate heard a tribute to his passing, in marking the beginning of this Memorial Day Weekend.  Friend and author Louise Esola penned one of the loveliest eulogies I could have ever imagined.

My grandfather’s obituary

The tributes to my grandfather following his death:

Fair winds and following seas, Pop.  Forever loved and always missed.