Fran Wolff

Fran Wolff

Reflections from Fran: “Mr. Wolff”

“Mr Wolff.” …Occasionally, someone calls me that. Whenever that happens, I feel compelled to “correct” them: “Mr Wolff is my FATHER, you can call me Fran.”  When my father passed in April 2016 at 95, it felt to me like…

Reflections from Fran: One Last Time

I was talking to my mom recently. She was telling me about a gentleman that worked with us at the orchard several years ago back in the 1940’s. His name was James Hopkins, but she said he always went by…

Reflections from Fran: Goin’ Down the Shore

Everyone born and raised in the Philadelphia area uses or has at least heard the phrase “Goin down the shore.”  Translated for non-natives, it means “Going down TO any of several beach towns along the ocean in Southern New Jersey”. …

Reflections from Fran: Is it Halloween Yet?

  It’s March 15 and it was William Shakespeare who warned  “Beware the Ides of March”. And, I’m no history buff, but I’m pretty sure he was warning everyone about old Halloween pictures, because that’s what this week’s post is!!…

Reflections from Fran: What’s in a name?

Being the youngest of 8 kids, especially with 3 older brothers, I grew up answering to practically anything. There were several years as a kid when I thought my name was “Nate, um, Pete, no wait FRAN” because that’s what…