Joe High School Jobs

Paint factory in Carteret during high school summers

Between my junior and senior year in high school I got a summer job at a paint factory in Carteret in one of the buildings along the railroad tracks across from the Holiday Inn (which was not there at the time).  There were 3 of us who got the jobs.  We had to get “working papers”.  I worked in the main warehouse while Frank Cundari worked in the lab. Continue reading

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Joe College Jobs

Kappa Networks in Carteret during college years

While going to college I got a job at Kappa Networks at the corner of Roosevelt Ave and Carteret Ave in Carteret.  I got the job through my neighbor who worked there.  They hired me because I was studying to be an engineer and they wanted someone like me.  Continue reading

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Joe’s summers in the park and trips to baseball games

When I was growing up in Port Reading, summer was the best time  of year. It was a different world then.  I left early every morning to go to the park near my home to play with my friends and to get involved in the many activities planned by young adults hired by Woodbridge Township to keep us busy with arts and crafts, board games, and physical games.   My favorite was playing basketball at the park.

Each summer the park sponsored  several trips (for free) to the major league baseball games in New York – Yankees, Giants, and Dodgers – as well as Philadelphia.  My favorite was when we went to the Polo Grounds because the Giants were my favorite team.   We had poor seats but we always  tried to sneak our way into the better seats which worked many times.

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Strange occurrance after the Funeral

From Michael Ragucci:

For those of you who knew him my father could be a tad bit stubborn at times and meant what he said…. Well it is still true now. A few years back when he was in his young 80’s he told Tammy and I he didn’t want his age as part of his obit or he would haunt us. Well I take full responsibility for the 97 in the obit but here’s where the fun starts. Continue reading

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Assisted Living – updated

In another post <here> written in early 2014, I talked about my Dad, Dominic Ragucci, and his sister, Mary Ragucci, in Brighton Gardens assisted living in Edison.  Since that time, Dominic has passed away in Nov 2015 <post> at the age of 97 after battling with dementia during the final days of his life.

Mary was never the same after that. By mid 2016 she deteriorated to the point that she needed increasing care to do daily activities and lost a great deal of weight due to swallowing issues.  In Nov 2016 she rolled out of bed and ended up in JFK hospital and then to Roosevelt Care Center ending her time in Brighton Gardens.  Her mental and physical condition continue to deteriorate as she celebrated her 97th birthday.

Feb 2017 update:  Well Aunt Mary made a miraculous recovery.  We all thought she would pass away but she is her feisty self again with all her mental faculties.  She is still in a wheelchair but has regained her strength due to being fed by the RCC staff.

October 2016                                                                       December 2016

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Remembering the Kennedy Assassination

The assassination of President Kennedy is one event that I remember clearly.  It happened at the very difficult time because my Dad and I were living with my Grandmother and Aunt Mary upstairs our home.  (see other post when Dad and Joe moved out).   I was a junior at Woodbridge High attending the Morning session (it was so crowded that there was a morning and afternoon session).  I came home after school and went upstairs with the grandmother.   The TV was on and news hit me and everyone so hard.  I was glued to the TV as the events unfolded before our eyes.   I don’t remember any specific conversations with my grandmother but we both sat and watched in unbelief.  Everyone was shocked and stayed glued to the TV for days as the events unfolded in real time before our eyes.

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