Posted on August 5, 2010 at 7:00am
A few summers ago, my husband Vinny and I strolled around outside at our local parish's annual Italian Festival. In front of the church, with votive candles flickering in the dusk, we ran into Mr. Madori, a man my husband deeply respects and refers to as his "paisano." Mr. Madori is a seasoned Italian contractor who speaks English with broken charm.
As he always does, Mr. Madori asked Vinny, “How’s-a-your father-a-doin'?”
On the ride home that night,Vinny shared with me… Continue