Autumn is slowly creeping into our area. The grape and olive harvests are in full swing. The days are lovely and warm, but not uncomfortably hot. Nights are sometimes cool enough for a light blanket. For some reason, autumn always reminds me of Nonno’s house, our summer home. It’s the house my husband was bornContinue reading “Goodbye to Our Nonno House”
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Buddy, Grandma, and the Cleaning Parties
My maternal grandmother was a wonderful grandma – with a great tolerance for children. Don’t get me wrong. I like kids. But not a dozen at a time, which Grandma often endured enjoyed during summer vacations. But then, Grandma was a little crazy, in the best sense of word. She was funny, forgetful, and alwaysContinue reading “Buddy, Grandma, and the Cleaning Parties”
Italy’s National Anthem [Audio]
National anthems evoke many thoughts and feelings. They can inspire anything from healthy love of country to overly aggressive patriotism. Music has an extraordinary ability to ignite hearts and passions. And Song of the Italians, the national anthem of Italy, is no exception. Not being Italian, I can’t really say what the The Song of the ItaliansContinue reading “Italy’s National Anthem [Audio]”
He Shot the Dog
An old Chinese proverb states that the finest memory is not so firm as faded ink. So as I find myself aging, I decided to record some of my memories – before they fade beyond recall. Yet even as I pen these memoirs I can’t help but wonder why the unbosomings of an ordinary oldContinue reading “He Shot the Dog”
What I Would Miss About Italy
Sometimes, fleeting thoughts flash through my mind causing me to think and ask, “Where did that come from?” Other times they cause me to say emphatically, “I can’t bear to think of it!” Many just meander through for no apparent reason; this is one of those… What would I miss the most about Italy? IfContinue reading “What I Would Miss About Italy”
Honoring Dad
Today I’m looking back, way back. Yesterday was Dad’s birthday and he would have been 87. He died last year, just 4 days before his 86th birthday. I still miss him and always will. Especially because of all the years we lost. All my years overseas, so far away from my family. It’s not thatContinue reading “Honoring Dad”