The picture of the kids of 592 reminded me of the story we have all heard over and over that dear Auntie loved to tell about my mother, Eileen, when she was a child. She liked to talk about how stubborn mom was as a baby, and what a little temper she had at times. Her favorite example of this, was one day when Auntie was walking her in her baby carriage, down the street in Brooklyn, and along came Ma Jacobs. [I will need some help from Mom or Uncle Art here about who exactly Ma Jacobs was, but I know she was someone very respected in the neighborhood.] Ma Jacobs leaned over to peek into the baby carriage at my mother to baby talk to her and tell her how cute she was, and my mother stuck out her tongue at her! Auntie was horrified, and quickly covered this by saying, "Oh, she's teething!"
This became a classic story that whenever we came to visit, we expected to hear at least once.