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<urlset xmlns:xsi="http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema-instance" xmlns="http://www.sitemaps.org/schemas/sitemap/0.9" xmlns:image="http://www.google.com/schemas/sitemap-image/1.1" xsi:schemaLocation="http://www.sitemaps.org/schemas/sitemap/0.9 http://www.sitemaps.org/schemas/sitemap/0.9/sitemap.xsd"><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2013/01/19/record-store-days/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0873.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0873</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0916.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0916</image:title><image:caption>What a van! What a face!  Newbery Comics van kinda reminds me of the face of the Whooping Cranes and Zip Records</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0864.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0864</image:title><image:caption>An interior shot of Nuggets circa Fall 2012.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0861.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0861</image:title><image:caption>Nuggets still exists!  The store has moved, and is a thriving business nearly 30 years since I last purchased an album there!</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0873.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0873</image:title><image:caption>Inside of City Convenience, former home of Music City.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0871.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0871</image:title><image:caption>The corner store in Kenmore Square in Boston where Music City used to be.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0662.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0662</image:title><image:caption>The top facade of the building housing Funko-Mart seems a good example of some terrible architectural decisions that took place in the 1960s that are still extant today.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0661.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0661</image:title><image:caption>Okay - I've never been to this shop.  But this store, on 11th and Market St. in Philly, is representing all the records stores I did frequent growing up in and around Philadelphia.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0473.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0473</image:title><image:caption>Sounds on St. marks Place was a fixture in my life while living on 10th St. in the 1980s.  Walking by it in the fall 2012 - the facade is still there, but it's closed.  As in permanently.  I bet its gone by now.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0490.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0490</image:title><image:caption>4th St. and Broadway in the Village was the former site of Tower Records </image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2023-08-14T17:07:00+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2013/01/15/moving-on-up-to-upland-road-2/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0741.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0741</image:title><image:caption>Wait a second... that hill used to be monstrously big!  This is the hill by Saint Joseph's University, right across City Line from the car wash.  After every snowstorm we would head here to sled down the hill</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0739.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0739</image:title><image:caption>This shot looks like nothing.  A sour lane major road with a car zooming by and a Wendy's in the background.  Where the Wendy's is now (along with the Pep Boys nearby - out of the shot) is where the car wash used to be.  Maybe the owners incurred such extraordinary orange-ade bills they were forced to sell?</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0738.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0738</image:title><image:caption>The sign over the storefront in the image reads "Saint Joseph University."  The sign over the storefront in my memory will always read "Ben Franklin 5 &amp; 10."</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/mg_0737.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0737</image:title><image:caption>Like so much else throughout America, once beloved landmarks have become a Starbucks.  In this case, this storefront on the corner of Old Lancaster Road and City Line was once my beloved Dake's Drugs (Dake's Pharmacy - a true pharmacy - is now across the street). But the years disappear when I gaze at this image.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/rons-alston.jpg</image:loc><image:title>ron's alston</image:title><image:caption>Ron's shot of the front of our Alston apartment building at 56 Parkvale Avenue</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/from-rons-room-alston.jpg</image:loc><image:title>from ron's room alston</image:title><image:caption>Boston can be oh so wintry.  Ron's shot of Parkvale Avenue and beyond from his bedroom window of our apartment</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/from-neil-young-book.jpg</image:loc><image:caption>"Yonge Street, Yorkville, the hub of Toronto's music scene in the 1960s, with A&amp;A Records, Steel's Tavern, and Sam's Record Store." Photo/caption included in Neil Young: The Definitive History by Mike Evans (2012 Sterling Publishing, NY)</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/tower-san-fran.jpg</image:loc><image:title>tower san fran</image:title><image:caption>Gail took this shot of Tower Records in San Fran (with the always dramatic Coit Tower in the distance) on a solo trip - one of her many - to the west coast in the late 80s.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/just-bought-a-house.jpg</image:loc><image:title>just bought a house!</image:title><image:caption>Just bought a house! Mom, Dale and I on Upland Road in spring 1965.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0756.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0756</image:title><image:caption>The driveway we shared with the Krasnoffs.  Our garage, on the right, never had a door and still doesn't.</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2013-01-16T04:06:55+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2013/01/10/on-sorrento-road/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0728.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0728</image:title><image:caption>Just a short walk from  Sorrento Road to the Bala Cynwyd Shopping Center.  Of course all the stores have been replaced (save Lord &amp; Taylors).  Where the Olive Garden now stands used to be Horn &amp; Hardharts.  I loved that place, and considered it a great treat to eat there.  My favorite meal: Pancacks and potato chips.  Though the neighborhood around Sorrento Road hasn't much changed, City Line has.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/sorrento-road_0001_new.jpg</image:loc><image:title>sorrento road_0001_NEW</image:title><image:caption>The same spot, circa 1959. I'm assuming that's dad's black VW bug parked in front. </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0709.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0709</image:title><image:caption>Standing on the front porch, looking up toward Conshohoken Avenue circa 2012.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/sorrento-road_new.jpg</image:loc><image:title>sorrento road_NEW</image:title><image:caption>Here's dad standing in the same spot - in 1959.  How similar it all looks. </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0708.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0708</image:title><image:caption>Dale and I climbed the front steps and took a chance: we knocked on the door.  No one was home.  We lingered for a few minutes on the front porch and took pictures  .</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0724.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0724</image:title><image:caption>Sorrento Road and its long sidewalk, stretches out.  Our house would be toward the back of the row homes</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0706.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0706</image:title><image:caption>On the other side of Lenape, looking down toward Sorrento Rd. </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0705.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0705</image:title><image:caption>If we were walking from our house on Sorrento Rd. and up Lenape, this is the view (Conshohoken Ave. is the next insection).  You can see our Honda Civic - we just left the car when this picture was taken..</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0713.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0713</image:title><image:caption>2609 Sorrento Road in West Philadelphia, where Dale and I were born (well, brought home from the hospital).  We lived there from 1959 until spring of 1965.</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2013-01-10T22:13:02+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/12/13/return-to-georges-lane/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/1771-georges-lane_0002.jpg</image:loc><image:title>1771 Georges Lane_0002</image:title><image:caption>Passover 1967.  Mom, Mom Mom Liz, Robin, and Uncle Milt in the dining room in Georges Lane.  I have such strong memories of the wall paper.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/1771-georges-lane_0001.jpg</image:loc><image:title>1771 Georges Lane_0001</image:title><image:caption>Mom Mom Liz, as I'll always remember her, in the kitchen.  This was taken Passover 1967 in Georges Lane.  Look at the smile on her face! We should all be this happy and fulfilled.  One of many sayings: "You don't need to be hungry to eat!"</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0747.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0747</image:title><image:caption>On the other side of the intersection on Montgomery Ave. and Georges Lane</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/sitting-on-the-steps-of-georges-lane.jpg</image:loc><image:title>sitting on the steps of Georges Lane</image:title><image:caption>Pop Pop Harry with his next door neighbor sitting on their shared steps at 1771 Georges Lane.  Photo taken in 1959.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/1771-georges-lane.jpg</image:loc><image:title>1771 Georges Lane</image:title><image:caption>Mom Mom Liz and Pop Pop Harry posing in front of their home in 1959.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0744.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0744</image:title><image:caption>Approaching the cement steps leading up to 1771 Georges Lane.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0746.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0746</image:title><image:caption>On the corner sits 1771 Georges Lane in Wynnefieild, home of my grandparents until they moved to Ventnor in 1967 and home to my dad until he got married in Nov. 1957.</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-12-13T18:08:50+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/12/11/moms-world/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0803.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0803</image:title><image:caption>Though hidden by dense foliage, this is my grandparents' house at 6925 Sherwood Lane in the Overbrook Park section of Philadelphia.  This was the only home I would ever know my grandparents to live in.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/leib-1_0018.jpg</image:loc><image:title>leib 1_0018</image:title><image:caption>the image is fairly dark, but you can see Pop Pop Henry behind the wheel parked out in front of the house on N. 52nd St. (I recognize the house across the street from our recent visit).  Taken sometime in the mid-1952.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/leib-1_0003.jpg</image:loc><image:title>leib 1_0003</image:title><image:caption>Mom posing in front her house before leaving for her ninth grade graduation in 1954</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0778.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0778</image:title><image:caption>Looking up the block from the ancestral home</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0788.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0788</image:title><image:caption>Abbie's son Michael, a builder and real-estate developer, inspecting the rear of what was once his grandparents' home on N. 52nd St. </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0790.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0790</image:title><image:caption>Behind the house on N. 52nd was an urban version of the secret garden</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0791.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0791</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0785.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0785</image:title><image:caption>Abbie on the stoop of the house in which he grew up : 1963 N. 52 St. in the Wynnefield section of Philadelphia.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0768.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0768</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0770.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0770</image:title><image:caption>Walking up the main drive of the Trianon</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2016-10-31T00:42:46+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/12/12/back-to-school/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/dads-hs-graduation.jpg</image:loc><image:title>dad's hs graduation</image:title><image:caption>Dad as a senior, culled from the 1949 Overbrook High School yearbook</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0795.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0795</image:title><image:caption>Overbrook High School stands almost as an island in West Philadelpha.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/leib-1_0001.jpg</image:loc><image:title>leib 1_0001</image:title><image:caption>Mom Mom Ruth on the same steps at mom's graduation June 1953.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/leib-1.jpg</image:loc><image:title>leib 1</image:title><image:caption>Mom on the same steps on the day of her Jr. High graduation, June 1953</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0798.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0798</image:title><image:caption>Bebber Middle School, where both my parents went (many years apart)</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0749.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0749</image:title><image:caption>All in the family: William P. Mann school in Wynnefield, where I went for kindergarten and both my parents attended.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0763.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0763</image:title><image:caption>The main entrance to Merion Elementary School hasn't changed since Dale and I went there in the 1960s.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/sixth-grade-shots_0001.jpg</image:loc><image:title>sixth grade shots_0001</image:title><image:caption>Sixth grade school friends gathered in the back field of Merion Elementary, circa 1970.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0764.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0764</image:title><image:caption>the back field of Merion Elementary.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0765.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0765</image:title><image:caption>Merion Elementary School.  Traditional-looking school, blue skies and kids getting on the yellow school bus: this looks like a quintessential scene played out through suburban America</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-12-12T18:27:25+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/12/05/margate-now-margate-then-part-2/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0574.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0574</image:title><image:caption>The entrance way to Casel's food store, an iconic fixture in Margate since I was a boy.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/mg_0586.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0586</image:title><image:caption>The old Margate library on Jerome Avenue is still standing.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0569.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0569</image:title><image:caption>Carved in the cement is the date "1979."  This bricked area was added a year after we stopped going to Margate</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0571.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0571</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/view-from-the-deck.jpg</image:loc><image:title>view from the deck</image:title><image:caption>The view of the same senior center, looking pretty lonely on the big lot, taken from the deck outside by folks' bedroom, taken in the early seventies.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0565.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0565</image:title><image:caption>This is the senior center, circa September 2012,  on the beach, right near our old house at 8206 Atlantic</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-12-05T20:15:15+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/11/27/margate-now-margate-then-part-1/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/young-walter_0002.jpg</image:loc><image:title>young walter_0002</image:title><image:caption>I love the honeyed tone of this shot.  This is 8206 Atlantic Avenue, taken in 1976,  8228 may exist in its place, but I will always see this house, with its chain link fence, with the pink apartments next door, and with my bedroom at the front of the house, facing the street</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0564.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0564</image:title><image:caption>For as long as I remember, there was a life-guard station here on the street, a structure more like a small house.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0562.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0562</image:title><image:caption>from our driveway, looking over at the pink apartments</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0561.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0561</image:title><image:caption>pondering the deck in the backyard.  If you ask me, this is way too big.  It overwhelms the backyard.  This never existed before.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0560.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0560</image:title><image:caption>Dale and Robin pondering "our house" that is no longer there.  The drive way and garage are still there!</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0588.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0588</image:title><image:caption>standing across the street, you can see the brand new house that has taken the place of 8206 Atlantic, as well as the pink apartments next door that are no longer pink.  I realize this is a terrible identifying caption.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0590-e1354037050509.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0590</image:title><image:caption>Lucy might be an oddity but she's Margate's oddity</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-11-27T19:25:34+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/11/06/boardwalk-empire-part-three/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/young-walter.jpg</image:loc><image:title>young walter</image:title><image:caption>Probably taken in the late 1930s, here's a young Walter posing on the boardwalk.  Little did he know he'd be running those boards 40 years later.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/img_0560.jpg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0560</image:title><image:caption>Finished my morning joe and took this shot of the early morning boardwalk in Atlantic City</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/img_05671.jpg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0567</image:title><image:caption>Looking south from Ventnor pier, September 2012</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/img_0567.jpg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0567</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/img_0567_21.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0567_2</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/img_0567.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0567</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/img_0567_2.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0567_2</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/running-good-scan_new.jpg</image:loc><image:title>running good scan_NEW</image:title><image:caption>from the Atlantic City Press, January 9, 1978.  Original caption: "He may have been looking for silence and solitude, but even on a rainy winter Sunday this jogger has company as he pounds the boards." (photo by Gregg Kohl)</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-11-15T17:45:46+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/11/06/at-home-on-iroquois-avenue-margate-nj/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0584.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0584</image:title><image:caption>The current owners seem to have a great sense of humor.  The Lazaroff spirit still prevails.  Mom Mom used to get so annoyed when dogs would poop on the lawn of their next house at 8206 Atlantic.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/iroquois-ave-_0001_new.jpg</image:loc><image:title>iroquois ave._0001_NEW</image:title><image:caption>I never remember playing baseball, but here I am wearing this dorky get-up  Why do all boys this age act like they hate their picture being taken?</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/iroquois-ave-_0002_new.jpg</image:loc><image:title>iroquois ave._0002_NEW</image:title><image:caption>I love this shot of Dale and the record player and stacks of records behind her.  Allen Sherman records? Eddie Fisher? Mitch Miller?</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/iroquois-ave-_new.jpg</image:loc><image:title>iroquois ave._NEW</image:title><image:caption>Robin, Dale and mom in the front of the house.  Looking at this shot, it all comes back (especially the chairs).</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0581.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0581</image:title><image:caption>I've always found the grassy center strip in driveways appealing.  Maybe it all stemmed from this house?</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0579.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0579</image:title><image:caption>the current owners take great care of "our" house.  The sign for the house number looks unchanged from the old b&amp;w shot.  The windows are new, but keep the integrity of the original design.  It all looks so inviting.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/young-walter_0001.jpg</image:loc><image:title>young walter_0001</image:title><image:caption>17 Iroquois Avenue in Margate, circa 1967.  Notice the "Sale" sign in the front of the house.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/11/mg_0580.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0580</image:title><image:caption>17 Iroquois Avenue in Margate, September 2012</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-11-06T17:43:47+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/11/06/boardwalk-empire-part-2/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/b360steelpier.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>b360steelpier</image:title><image:caption>A postcard from 1957, before my time, but you can see Steel Pier in all its glory, Planters Peanuts on the other side of a boardwalk, and one of the movie theaters.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0539.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0539</image:title><image:caption>Approaching Peanut World.  Planters Peanuts was always a stop for us as kids on the boardwalk.  This wasn't Planters, but it looks like it could have replaced it in the mid to late 70s.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0550.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0550</image:title><image:caption>Connected to Trump's Casino is the "new" Steel Pier.  On the pedestrian bridge that allows customers to gain access to the pier without setting foot on the boardwalk is an illustration of what my grandparents would have seen in their youth.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/divingbellwtmk.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>divingbellwtmk</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/tumblr_ldiving-horse1.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>tumblr_ldiving-horse1</image:title><image:caption>Animal rights activists look the other way</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/boardwalk-part-2_0001.jpg</image:loc><image:title>boardwalk part 2_0001</image:title><image:caption>Summer of 1962, opposite Million Dollar Pier</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/boardwalk-part-2_0003.jpg</image:loc><image:title>boardwalk part 2_0003</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0536.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0536</image:title><image:caption>It's a strange new world.  Robin and Dale walking up from Convention Hall toward what once was Million Dollar Pier (and is now a glitzy shopping mall)</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-11-06T15:20:17+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/10/08/on-and-off-the-boardwalk-in-atlantic-city-reeling-in-the-years-part-one-of/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/boardwalk-july-1961.jpg</image:loc><image:title>boardwalk July 1961</image:title><image:caption>What a shot!  I look at Pop-Pop and I can see Walt (who probably took the shot)?  Mom-mom probably stayed back at Bartram and cooked.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/boardwalk-july-1961_0002.jpg</image:loc><image:title>boardwalk July 1961_0002</image:title><image:caption>July 1961 walking the boards with mom and cousin Terry.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/boardwalk-july-1961_0001.jpg</image:loc><image:title>boardwalk July 1961_0001</image:title><image:caption>July 1961.  I was two and Dale one.  On the boardwalk by Bartram Avenue?</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/img_05553.jpg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0555</image:title><image:caption>The whole expanse of the space where the Jail Bus used to be parked.  It was there to scare the kiddies so they don't lead a life of crime</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/img_05552.jpg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0555</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0534.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0534</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0533.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0533</image:title><image:caption>Walking to the boardwalk you can see the rear of Convention Hall and too much vacant and decaying space</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0530.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0530</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/white-house-hoagie.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>white house hoagie</image:title><image:caption>I didn't take this shot, but I should have.  This is what you're faced in when your order comes.  A White House hoagie will cure depression, anxiety and despair, and give you a renewed belief in humanity.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0529.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0529</image:title><image:caption>You smell it before you see it.  There's a lot of signage around the White House, possibly THE BEST hoagies anywhere.</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-10-09T12:13:52+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/10/02/connecticut-college-life-was-elsewhere/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/conn-college-dj.jpg</image:loc><image:title>Conn College dj</image:title><image:caption>I am a dj, I am what I play: Spinning the records circa 1977, taken by mom on a visit to the college (how devoted was she... getting up really early to take this shot during my early morning gig).</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0428.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0428</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0401.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0401</image:title><image:caption>The front of the building which housed the auditorium. I took a film class there, which I remember better than any other class.  I think of that often when I teach film classes, trying to get students to engage with films other than passively viewing them.  Beautiful building, adjacent to the music building.   Had one concert the year I was there: Livingston Taylor, brother of James.  Livingston Taylor also played one night at Lower Merion during my senior year of high school.  Urgh.  Cemented the feeling that there wasn't much happening here.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0420.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0420</image:title><image:caption>The music building at the other end of the campus from the dorm.  Lyons used to come here a lot to use one of the studio rooms to practice his piano.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0406.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0406</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0410.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0410</image:title><image:caption>Notice the WCNI sign?  The station used to be one floor above.  It's still there!</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0407.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0407</image:title><image:caption>A drab building built in 1959 (see the commemorative marker on the corner)... on one hand yes, but this is where WCNI was (and still is).  The building has been remodeled, but walking inside it felt the same.  The large staircase up to the second floor which housed the radio station was still there.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0394.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0394</image:title><image:caption>What a line of students waiting to enter the Harris dining hall, which is part of the same complex as Johnson Hall. </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0412.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0412</image:title><image:caption>The two windows all the way to the left on the third floor was the dorm room John, Lyons and I shared.  It looked over the open quad (there were other dorms on the other side. Music was continually blasting out of dorm windows in the warm weather, an absence I felt walking around on a Monday afternoon 35 years later.  The big stereo has gone the way of the record collection, a relic of a different age.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0413.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0413</image:title><image:caption>This parking lot shouldn't be there! Behind the dorm were woods.  Stepped into these woods at times at night and during the day - it felt like they went on forever.  I lost my wallet in there during the first few days of school - how the hell did that happen??</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-10-04T14:04:28+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/10/04/journey-through-the-past-bartram-avenue-atlantic-city/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0558.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0558</image:title><image:caption>Signage by the bay</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/bartram-ave-3.jpg</image:loc><image:title>Bartram Ave 3</image:title><image:caption>Having fun in the backyard.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/bartram-ave-2.jpg</image:loc><image:title>Bartram Ave. 2</image:title><image:caption>Mom Mom Ruth hugging her grandkids</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/bartram-ave-1.jpg</image:loc><image:title>Bartram Ave 1</image:title><image:caption>A family of four, soon to be of five.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0556.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0556</image:title><image:caption>I look at this house and I feel the years disappear.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/10/mg_0555.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0555</image:title></image:image><lastmod>2012-10-04T13:57:27+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/09/07/city-island-the-grit-and-the-gulls/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0376.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0376</image:title><image:caption>The sunsets are spectacular for those facing west on City Island.  Notice the Manhattan skyline behind the gazebo.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0383.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0383</image:title><image:caption>Outside the Black Whale, which remains Gail's strongest memory of her teenage visits to City Island.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0367.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0367</image:title><image:caption>This must be the place</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0369.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0369</image:title><image:caption>Sitting outside at Sammy's</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_03681.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0368</image:title><image:caption>How can you resist?</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0366.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0366</image:title><image:caption>a beautiful clapboard church along City Island Ave.  I love all the electric wires going north, south, east, and west.  And look carefully, you can see a bit of the Long Island Sound to the left way behind the pole.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0359.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0359</image:title><image:caption>Another house on Carroll Street.  It is hard to believe we are in New York City</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0363.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0363</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0361.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0361</image:title><image:caption>Looking down the street toward the west.  The house from the first shot would have been by the water on the left side of the street.  Notice the double-red stop light at the end of the block warning drivers that there ain't no road left.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0357.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0357</image:title><image:caption>Looking at Long Island Sound at the end of a City Island street</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-09-16T02:44:13+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/07/22/on-a-new-york-island-part-one-visiting-ellis-island/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0259.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0259</image:title><image:caption>Gail's grandfather Sam is listed here - thanks to her Aunt Sandy and Aunt Alice for (probably) making the listing happen</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0261.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0261</image:title><image:caption>Here are the Lazaroffs.  None of these are my direct relatives.  My great grandfather Michael Lazaroff came over previous to Ellis Island.  He came into New York via Clinton Gardens (now referred to as Castle Clinton). There will be more about this in a future post. </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0260.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0260</image:title><image:caption>The circular wall of names outside the Great Hall</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/ellis-island.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>Ellis-Island</image:title><image:caption>Okay.  I didn't take this shot.  However, it gives you a good visual representation of the island and the huge circular wall of names.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0267.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0267</image:title><image:caption>upstairs looking down upon The Great Hall, where thousands milled around waiting for their name to be called to start the processing.  </image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0254.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0254</image:title><image:caption>Ghost slips waiting for the ferries from days gone by</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0252.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0252</image:title><image:caption>Beware of ghosts: inside the main terminal remnant signs from an earlier era</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0257.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0257</image:title><image:caption>Looking northward from the dock at Liberty State Park</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-09-16T02:39:28+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/09/13/dale-and-drews-world/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0446.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0446</image:title><image:caption>walking down Island Way to the beach, this is the house right on the water</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0437.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0437</image:title><image:caption>If you look carefully, you can see the "Landshark" beer tap on the keg on the very left side of the bar</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0436.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0436</image:title><image:caption>the back of Dale and Drew's house on Saugatuck.  The bar area is underneath the overhand</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0433.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0433</image:title><image:caption>A bridge to crawl over</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0431.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0431</image:title><image:caption>a view out the driver's side window as you drive up Harbor Rd. toward Saugutuck Island.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0439.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0439</image:title><image:caption>back to the back and the many-layered deck</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0442.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0442</image:title><image:caption>The front of the house on Sugarloaf</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0440.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0440</image:title><image:caption>Walking into Dale and Drew's old backyard.  Nick is our guide.  And here's the hill where Geoff and Alli used to sled down.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0438.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0438</image:title><image:caption>The view from the backyard of Dale and Drew's old house in Wilton</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/mg_0448.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0448</image:title><image:caption>The summer's over? The view of the LI Sound from the shore of Saugutuck Island.  </image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-09-16T02:37:41+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/07/29/on-reading-the-adventures-of-tom-sawyer/</loc><lastmod>2012-09-16T02:31:32+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/08/24/spending-time-in-rons-room/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/p1040090.jpg</image:loc><image:title>P1040090</image:title><image:caption>Ron's shot of us and the van hours after the show.</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/img_0433.jpg</image:loc><image:title>from our seats</image:title><image:caption>The cheap seats offer the best view</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/img_0430.jpg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0430</image:title><image:caption>The stage at Red Rocks.  Can you see Neil's Indian statue?</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/img_0426.jpg</image:loc><image:title>Walking from the parking lot into the ampitheater</image:title><image:caption>Walking from the parking lot into the ampitheater</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/mg_0292.jpg</image:loc><image:title>Red Rocks parking lot before NY&amp;CH</image:title><image:caption>Another glimpse of the parking lot.  Hey, who takes a cab to Red Rocks?</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/mg_0285.jpg</image:loc><image:title>taligating at Red Rocks</image:title><image:caption>The parking lot at Red Rocks doesn't feel like a parking lot, more like a camp site</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/img_0615.jpg</image:loc><image:title>IMG_0615</image:title></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/p1040030.jpg</image:loc><image:title>Traveling to Red Rocks in Style</image:title><image:caption>In the back seat of Rohanna's VW camper van, on the way from Boulder to Red Rocks to see NY&amp;CH!</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-08-24T18:18:23+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/07/19/on-reading-sam-clemens-on-visiting-his-home/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mark-twain-at-the-billiard-table.jpeg</image:loc><image:title>Mark-Twain-at-the-Billiard-Table</image:title><image:caption>here's an image of Mark Twain in his third floor study playing billiards at the huge table that took up much of the room (and must have been a bitch to move it there)</image:caption></image:image><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0210.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0210</image:title><image:caption>Small Parts Hazardous for Children Under Three</image:caption></image:image><lastmod>2012-07-22T21:48:46+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/2012/07/17/110-years-ago-today/</loc><image:image><image:loc>https://boblazaroff.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/mg_0050.jpg</image:loc><image:title>_MG_0050</image:title></image:image><lastmod>2012-07-17T17:00:57+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>monthly</changefreq></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com/about/</loc><lastmod>2012-07-17T16:09:50+00:00</lastmod><changefreq>weekly</changefreq><priority>0.6</priority></url><url><loc>https://boblazaroff.com</loc><changefreq>daily</changefreq><priority>1.0</priority><lastmod>2023-08-14T17:07:00+00:00</lastmod></url></urlset>
