I am very excited to have just put the finishing touches on A Girl From the Hill: My Mother's Journey from Italian Girl to American Woman. I will be sending my final galley signoff tomorrow morning and the book will officially be going "to print." Even though I'm a bit sick of looking at it, …
Continue reading A Girl From the Hill – Coming to a Book Store and Web Site Near You– Soon!
Wow, it's been too too long. Happy week after Easter everyone. As I gear up and put the last edits on 'A Girl From the Hill, I wanted to send a message out to anyone who is still tuning in - I haven't forgotten you, so please don't forget me!The book is in its final stages and will …
I know this is a little late for Valentine’s Day, but it is a love story nonetheless.My father, the Old Man, has been taken out of his home by stretcher twice and my mother, the Crow, has been taken out once in the last three weeks. Thankfully they will be fine, but both have a …
Continue reading In Honor of Valentines and My Parents, a Love Story
Just wanted to share this picture from my Grandparents' house on Dover Street, where my parents'wedding reception took place. You can see Auntie Dot as Maid of Honor behind the plants next to my mother. My Uncle Danny is next to my father and harder to see. My Mom was 21 and my Dad was …
As I commented on the Red Tree Times blog post, I always equate 19th century photography with horrendous civil war victims or cowboys without smiles. But take a look. The real beauty of this image is that it portrays both beauty and sadness simultaneously. Similar thoughts went through my mind after scanning some 20th century pictures …
I turned the key, and the radio blasted out Maroon 5, One More Night. Julia climbed in and we buckled up, on our way to her school drop off, then an off-site conference for me in downtown Providence. As the music blared, I sang along in my best over-exaggerated, high pitched Adam Levine voice- ‘got …
I spent Saturday afternoon with my mother making pizzelle. I have always been fascinated with the pizzelle iron as a child. My mother got her iron forty three years ago on her 25th wedding anniversary as a gift from her mother-in-law, my Grandma Jennie. I told my mother that when she croaks I get the …
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