Saturday, January 4, 2014

Uncle Peter

My Uncle Peter, Dad's older brother, joined him last night. He was a good man and although very much a Calabrese, he loved his family, his home, and Italian food. That's why I'm thinking of him now, first to sit down at the long table at my grandparent's house, enjoying his ravioli, braciole, and horses. Today he and Dad are getting caught up on family news and the Yankees, and Uncle Pat is telling them to save some appetite for the pizza he's about to put in the oven.

And since this is heaven, there's always appetite for one extra bite. Rest in piece Uncle Peter.

1 comment:

  1. Very well said ! Thanks Deb ! It's comforting to know the brothers are together again :))