I didn’t know her as a young woman, or a girl. I didn’t know the co-ed attending Barnard College. Nor did I know her in Paris with her closest friend Marie Birmingham. I never saw the cold water flat on Sullivan Street where she first lived with her husband, my father, William Birmingham, for $14[…]
Tag: Eulogy
William Francis Birmingham –
Bill Birmingham was a man. He was a husband, a friend, a father, a brother and uncle. He was a teacher, a leader, and he was a consummate storyteller. My dad sat up, when others might lie down. He sat in a chair in the corner of his living room.Early on a cigarette was cradled[…]