Thursday, April 05, 2007
I had to delete this post for a day, but now its back up. here it is in its entirity:
So I was talking to my mom as I was driving in to school this morning; I was telling her how I was doing in school and about my upcoming test, when we approached the subject of whether or not I'd like to try another language, like Chinese. I told her that I probably didnt have it in me to do such a tough language, but I would like to learn Italian and work in Italy for a while. She said, 'naw, theres no need for you to do that' and I said, 'yeah, I think that it'd be cool to work over there.' then she said, 'Well, I might as well tell you, Gorgene (my aunt, her sister) and I have a brother.'
Apparently, before my Grandpa came back to the states after the end of WWII, he had himself an Italian ladyfriend (what G.I. didnt) and there may be a 65 year old Italian man out there with the old 'Mitchell Swagger' in his step. Grandpa came back after the war and met my Grandma, and a few weeks later, they were married. They soon had my mom and my aunt, and never told them about my Grandpa's son. The secret went with both of them to their graves, but, as my mother found out from a cousin who knew that there was, in fact, a son, and that on Grandpa's deathbed, Grandma asked Grandpa if he wanted her to find his son. Grandpa said no. that was 1988, I believe. Grandma died in Fall 2000, and never said peep.
While cleaning out their house around 2001-2002, mom and Gloria (a.k.a. Gorgene, don't ask me why) discovered a letter, written in Italian, and a picture of a boy. Mom has the letter, and Gloria has the picture. I asked my mom to fax me the letter so I could have it translated, and tonite I talked to Gloria, and she is trying to locate the picture. She told me that the back of the pic is inscribed something to the effect of 'Papa, don't forget us'. She also told me that my cousins don't know.
I'm not one to make mountains out of molehills, but I feel like this is something that they should know. I called Aunt Gloria to tell her that I knew, and asked her if the guys knew. When she said no, I told her that I would like to talk to them about this, and asked if she would like to tell them, or if I could bring it up. She said that she would tell them, and I respect that. If they happen to stumble across this post before Aunt Gloria tells them about their new uncle, I claim no responsibility.
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