Kay took my picture on the stoop outside 619 N. Washington Street.
Jim and I started our life together here.
In 1955 when Jim and I got married we moved into the first floor apartment of this Baltimore two story row house which was two blocks from Hopkins Hospital. Jim was in his third year of medical school and I would be working in a research lab in the hospital. And we stayed in that spot until July 1957 when Jim graduated and we moved to Brooklyn, New York for his internship. We started our family there.
We brought our first child Jimmy home to this apartment three days after I delivered him at Hopkins Hospital. Jim drove us the two blocks in our first car, a 1949 Packard. You only see those in old gangster movies.