My brother's shoe scuffed a piece of metal in the grass on a steep Calabrian hillside in Italy. He'd found a key, both literal and figurative, that opened the door to our grandfather's house and to a rich and layered immigrant family's life.
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Rounding up a father’s life in bits and pieces
Fathers can be mysterious guys, especially if they were members of the Greatest Generation who didn't talk about things like their ships being torpedoed in the Atlantic and whose go-to form of anger was volcanic utterance. But in the bits and pieces of a father's life, I find the man he was.
