He was a smug and sarcastic, a wise-ass who talked down to practically everyone he met.
Though sometimes we mistakenly think that everyone who dresses or acts a certain way is going to look down on us.It is to feel the pain of humanity, the innocence of a child, the loyalty of a dog.It means to take care of your family first but to help anyone in need when you can. It means to belong to a gene pool influenced by some of the most interesting cultures of history. Being Sicilian, I suppose, is why though we try to forgive, we can never forget.We have a low tolerance for pain and a special passion for those who intentionally cause it. Love, - Sam Hi Kathy & Peter Ive been digging around in my memory banks to find my Italian/Sicilian roots and recollections. Like when I was five years old and sitting on our mostly Italian speaking grandmas lap while she fed me bites of her toast dipped in coffee.We go the extra mile to do onto others who have done onto us. I savor the buttery, coffee flavors and the secondary crunch of toast.