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On Father’s Day: Poor Alphonse

On Father’s Day: Poor Alphonse

He was my dad, and he most likely never had a chance for a better life. He was born in 1915 to a Sicilian father and Neapolitan mother, both immigrants. When Alphonse was ten, he lost all his teeth from  gum disease. Then, at seventeen, at the onset of the Great...
“…Is But a Dream!”

“…Is But a Dream!”

For decades this writer has been getting flak from friends and associates for my belief that this life is nothing but a dream. My readings of Indian yogi and mystic Yogananda reveal how the Hindus and other Eastern religions hold this to be true: The 3rd dimension we...
Management Trainee Blues

Management Trainee Blues

In 1973 I was still a somewhat naive college senior ready to face the business world. My major had been in Speech and Theater, with a minor in Sociology. As the year was ending and the new one upon us, I was engaged to be married and needed to find secure employment....
A Farruggio Original: Johnny and Me

A Farruggio Original: Johnny and Me

It was a hot, sunny Saturday afternoon in late May, 1970. I always went to the 5 PM Mass at  St Edmunds Catholic Church to avoid the regular crowds. Once there I stood in my usual place, which was back by the exit door. This day there was this other guy standing right...
KRISTI NO KNOW!

KRISTI NO KNOW!

  We have someone running what they call ‘ Homeland Security’ ( or should we say ‘ Fatherland Security’?) who actually looks and acts like her counterparts from Germany circa 1940. This former Governor of South Dakota, with a population...