A while back, I posted an old photo of my grandfather, the same one that is in the banner for this blog.  It’s very true that my grandfather has been a major influence on this project, even in his absence.

But I haven’t spoken much about my grandmother, much to my shame.  It was my grandmother who took care of my sister and me while my mother worked full-time.  It was my grandmother who sang Italian lullabies, who threatened me with the wooden spoon when I misbehaved, who cooked delicious meals every day, who had a beautiful garden full of incredible fruits and vegetables.

So I think you should see a nice picture of my grandmother, now.  Grazie, Nonnina, per tutto.


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