And thank heavens you came through it in one piece and are here to talk about it! (BTW - your kindergarten picture was adorable! We were all so innocent back then, weren't we?)
Just this evening I found a box of photos that I had hidden too well in my hallway. Some "missing" photos were there (even the lost "Little Gangster Vitelli" picture), and some surprises. I'm going to do some scanning and then conclude the story of my mother and her friends. (All I'll say right now is that one of those women became my favorite aunt.)
Also, I've rescanned the photos of my mother's hitch-hiking trip at a much higher resolution. I've edited my original posts and reposted much larger pictures with far greater detail.
Signor V.
"For me, there's only my wife..."
"Sure I cook with wine - sometimes I even add it to the food!"
"When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?"
"It was a grass harp... And we listened."
"Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it? Every, every minute?"
