Son of Charles Albert (Carlo Alberto) and Sophie (Beaky) Albert. He was the 2nd of 10 children. Given the nickname Bozo as a child. He served in the US Marine Corps in the Pacific during WWII attaining the rank of Corporal and was later employed in the Coke Division of Bethlehem Steel for 35 years. He was a goalkeeper for the Portuguese A.A. Soccer team in Bethlehem, PA and was a longtime baseball fan of the St. Louis Cardinals.. He married Elaine Irene Fatzinger on June 24, 1951. They had one son.
Every generation, blames the one before;.. And all of their frustrations, come beating on your door. I know that I'm a prisoner to all my father held so dear, I know that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears; I just wish I could have told him......
...In the living years.
Say it loud, say it clear;
you can listen as well as you hear.
It's too late, when we die,
to admit we don't see eye to eye.
Every generation, blames the one before;.. And all of their frustrations, come beating on your door. I know that I'm a prisoner to all my father held so dear, I know that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears; I just wish I could have told him......
...In the living years.
Say it loud, say it clear;
you can listen as well as you hear.
It's too late, when we die,
to admit we don't see eye to eye.
Son of Charles Albert (Carlo Alberto) and Sophie (Beaky) Albert. He was the 2nd of 10 children. Given the nickname Bozo as a child. He served in the US Marine Corps in the Pacific during WWII attaining the rank of Corporal and was later employed in the Coke Division of Bethlehem Steel for 35 years. He was a goalkeeper for the Portuguese A.A. Soccer team in Bethlehem, PA and was a longtime baseball fan of the St. Louis Cardinals.. He married Elaine Irene Fatzinger on June 24, 1951. They had one son.
Every generation, blames the one before;.. And all of their frustrations, come beating on your door. I know that I'm a prisoner to all my father held so dear, I know that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears; I just wish I could have told him......
...In the living years.
Say it loud, say it clear;
you can listen as well as you hear.
It's too late, when we die,
to admit we don't see eye to eye.
Every generation, blames the one before;.. And all of their frustrations, come beating on your door. I know that I'm a prisoner to all my father held so dear, I know that I'm a hostage to all his hopes and fears; I just wish I could have told him......
...In the living years.
Say it loud, say it clear;
you can listen as well as you hear.
It's too late, when we die,
to admit we don't see eye to eye.
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