The site I remember well was on Madison Avenue, next to a church, the name of which I do not recall. Jimmy Owens was the man who managed the funeral of my father in 1949 and of my grandfather in 1950. The Home was across the street from The Magin & Keegan Funeral Home which existed in the early '80s and from which my mother was buried. Jimmy Owens was a tiny guy who wore a top hat during the proceedings. It's a picture I'll never forget. In the rear of the main floor was a kitchen to which relatives repaired during the course of the wake and where even kids like me shared in sips of whisky. gene cassidy