This is really starting to creep me out. I often see someone who bears an Uncanny resemblance to Bob Weaver,… Read more Bob Weaver
Tag: Wyoming Valley
The Family
When I was growing up My grandmother always lived in West Pittston in northeastern Pennsylvania Everyone in that part of… Read more The Family
People See Bob Weaver
Old timers in Pittston, Pennsylvania, Always reminisce about Bob Weaver. Locals often pass comments About how, during times of Especially… Read more People See Bob Weaver
The Fourth Of July In Hilldale
The Fourth of July in Hilldale My father’s kin always get together Ever since the summer of ’60 Back then… Read more The Fourth Of July In Hilldale
Help For Cancer Patients
Me cousin Michelle (a nurse) and her husband Doug (a policeman), in northeastern Pennsylvania, have founded an organization that helps… Read more Help For Cancer Patients
The Man With No Grave
Has anyone ever once seen Bob Weaver’s grave? All the locals in West Pittston Say he died in the 1950’s… Read more The Man With No Grave
I Don’t Fit In
I drove up Wyoming Avenue, Route Eleven, to the Rock Street Music Store on Main Street in Pittston, Pennsylvania. … Read more I Don’t Fit In
Hard Times
“There weren’t many Jews in my parents’ northeastern Pennsylvania,” I told Ralph. “Celia and Morris Grossmann were among the few. … Read more Hard Times
Yet Another Bob Weaver Story
When I was growing up, my grandmother lived in West Pittston, in northeastern Pennsylvania. Legend has it that Bob Weaver,… Read more Yet Another Bob Weaver Story
It’s A True Story
Like us on Facebook It’s the Fourth of July weekend, 1974, in Hilldale, Pennsylvania. My cousin Gary and I, at seventeen… Read more It’s A True Story
