On Saturday mornings, the boy and I have our routine – we walk to 9th Street and shop for dinner. When we’re finished, we head to Lorenzo’s for pizza. It was Joe, who began shooting photos of Lloyd as a way to pass time while we were waiting for our slices. I took over the tradition of snapping a picture – at the counter, a table, or outside of the window, every week.
On Saturday, I was heartbroken to learn that George Vellios, owner of Lorenzo’s, had passed away. He made the best pizza in Philly, and was such a lovely man. George was part of my 9th Street “family” – and the street won’t be the same without him. My heartfelt condolences to his family and employees, Godspeed George.