Paul Izor
Growing up in Cleveland and Fairview, our family spent many happy times with cousin Doris who was good sport about being teased and having a good laugh. She was so thin that she was always cold and bundled up in a blanket most of our visits. Dad would secretly run up the furnace to see if Dor would shed the blanket while the rest of us were dripping sweat. She was my fun cousin with cool cars. A 1955 Corvette and then a 1957 Chevy convertible. For nearly 70 years we kept in touch although I moved from Cleveland years ago.
