Last weekend, I boarded the train in New Jersey, not knowing that two days later, when I boarded the same train to head back, I would spend most of the three-hour train ride singing "Volare" over and over in my mind… Oh oh…Cantare…oh..oh..oh.oh… What I experienced in-between was an experience …
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Learning to hold onto who we are when we lose those who made us who we are
The deepest cut that comes from losing a loved one is the fact that they take things with them. They take distinctive things, things they alone gave and as such, cannot be replicated. Eight years ago yesterday, my father died. With him went his particular approach to traditions, his particular …
An unforgetable surprise I received when doing family research in Italy
I have talked extensively on The Italian American Podcast and on our blog about my trip to Italy this past summer, where I met my living Italian relatives for the first time. What I haven’t talked about, however, is some of the things I learned about my family history while there; things I never …