A story about my Grandma Nucchi, as published today in this literary journal.
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Tagged as arranged marriage, dementia, family, grandmother, immigrants, Irish, waitressing
This is great, Pat – great fun and really immediate.
Brought me right into her world (and yours)!
Beautifully written. I, too, am haunted just reading what you found on the back of that photograph.
What a tragic ordeal for a young woman in love with someone else . . . .
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Thanks, Wendy. Grateful because I admire your writing so much.
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This is great, Pat – great fun and really immediate.
Brought me right into her world (and yours)!
Beautifully written. I, too, am haunted just reading what you found on the back of that photograph.
What a tragic ordeal for a young woman in love with someone else . . . .
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks, Wendy. Grateful because I admire your writing so much.
LikeLike