RUNNEMEDE REMEMBERED

Growing up in a small town in Southern New Jersey


Friday, February 8, 2013

Mommy

I could write a book about my mother.  I could write a book about my father.  I could write a book about our family.  That's three books.  Unfortunately, I don't think anyone would publish them.

Mommy was such a sweet lady.  Everyone  said/says so.  I have to agree.  For being a mother, which I became and mimicked to some extent, she did a good job with her four children.

What I remember most about her, though, is the fact that every morning while she was drinking a cup of coffee and eating a very small bowl of cereal, she would read her Bible -- her Italian Bible.  English was, afterall, her second language, and until today I never realized that.

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Mommy and me. 

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