This story was told by my Uncle Joe, my mom’s eldest brother. Anthony, their father,…
Author: Antoinette Truglio Martin
My mother’s grandmother was the matriarch of the family. Every detail of home life…
It was a cozy two-bedroom cottage on a dead-end street. It was my husband’s, Matt,…
Ok, I’ll say it, “I hate pink!” This is an extremely hard statement to say…
My school career began back in the autumn of 1963. The First Day of Kindergarten…