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Daily Bread an Introduction

Daily Bread is my middle-grade historical novel set in the Lower East Side of Manhattan, 1911. The story follows eight-year-old Lily, an American-born child of Sicilian immigrants, who loves to sing out her artist heart and prove she is not a little kid. She… Continue Reading “Daily Bread an Introduction”

Windows and Wildlife

My family moved from a cozy cottage in Amityville, Long Island to a brand new spacious colonial in Sayville—20 miles further east on the island that felt rural to my Brooklyn-born parents and their families still rooted in the homeland. My parents had bought… Continue Reading “Windows and Wildlife”

A Prom Story Part One

Proms have evolved over the years. Decorating the school gymnasium has been replaced by booking a brave restaurant venue. A one-man DJ substitutes for the local band and limos and coach buses line up to transport the youths instead of a mom’s minivan.  A… Continue Reading “A Prom Story Part One”

A Day Begins

  My mother’s grandmother was the matriarch of the family. Every detail of home life was dictated by her. Despite the strict force, the woman aimed to keep her charges well, safe and loved.  My mother told this story many times. She was raised… Continue Reading “A Day Begins”

Zucchini Laments

“Googootz `e solo un googootz,” lamented my Grandma regarding plain zucchini.  She was an excellent cook. She was especially skilled in preparing any vegetable into a culinary masterpiece, no matter how vile a memory the name may evoke. Grandma’s Broccoli Rabe, Swiss Chard, Artichoke,… Continue Reading “Zucchini Laments”

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