THE KEY TO MY GRANDFATHER’S HOUSE

Posted on Aug 5, 2010 | 0 comments

… a very personal, yet universal story
of an immigrant, Italian-American family
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My brother Doug and I, along with two Italian Aunts, went to Italy, the place of my father’s birth. After traveling all over the world … Africa, China, India, the Philippines, and more,  I did not expect that this trip would affect me more deeply than any trip before.

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My brother, the journalist, usually writes his emotions but felt the need to turn to photography to help express his feelings. I usually photograph things that are important to me but, my usual medium felt insufficient to interpret what I felt, and I started writing.
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The Key to My Grandfather’s House was the result.  I kept the story to myself for over a year, not knowing why.  Then, something even more significant than this trip happened. I realized that my story was lacking a conclusion until the events recounted in the last chapter.

 

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PLEASE NOTE: Personal privacy is a very high priority for me. Thus, I use only the first names of family members mentioned in The Key to my Grandfather’s House. My purpose here is not to share family secrets; it is to explore the shared, universal realities of an immigrant family background. If you are interested in genealogy or similar quests, please leave a comment below and I will pass on your name to family members involved in that search.

 

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Now, please find a few minutes to sit quietly and enjoy chapter one of, “The Key to My Grandfather’s House.” Click the Keyhole below to begin. Also, your candid comments would be very welcome. Use one of the comment forms at the bottom of each page.

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