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Última publicación mar, sep 24, 2019
I have many stories about growing up in an Urban Ethnic Village of Italian Americans in the 70'and 80's in New Jersey.
I had a crazy ride with my Glamorous parents who sometimes forget they had children at all.
This is just one of my stories about a slice of everyday life in New Jersey.
My Mom was a beautiful woman. Dad was charismatic and handsome.
She only had eyes for him and it didn't matter who flirted with her. Even Joe DiMaggio.
This is really a story about two people who checked each other and balanced out the rest.
I have never published anything. This is my first endeavor.
Please be kind and if there is anything you want to ask or add, I would be happy to hear it.
Thanks for reading.
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