My parents recently marked their 60th anniversary. My sisters and I arranged and coordinated a…
“Googootz `e solo un googootz,” lamented my Grandma regarding plain zucchini. She was an excellent…
This story was first published in http://www.storiesserved.com on July 22, 2016 There were always boats…
Great Grandma arrived on an early autumn Sunday. She traveled from Brooklyn in the backseat of Uncle Tony’s black Buick sedan. Despite her 87 years, she swung the back door open and pulled herself out just as the car came to a full stop.
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