A couple of Post ago, I remembered and shared a story about my dear sweet Nonna. In that dissertation I got sidetracked and mentioned the Alton Giant , Robert Wadlow. As a follow up, I posted an image of Mr. Wadlow that I found during the process of editing through my Aunt's stack of photographs. In the post about my Nonna, I also mentioned she was a towering 4 foot 10, or something like that.
Well, here is the long and short of that tale. Coincidentally I found this snap of the two of us.
I was probably 16 at the time. Soaking wet under a full moon, I may have weighed the same as her.
I can still hear her scolding me, "Jeddy, Jeddy, Jeddy, waddamy gunna dew witchew?" (Now don't think of this in a Tony Soprano voice, think sweet saintly grandma)
Recently we had our cousins, cuginas, over from Italy and she, all five foot two, christened me, Gigante' or as it sounded, GEE gant tay.
Those short Italians are very formidable people, but you gotta love em.