Italian Neighbors
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Italian in me cries out to an Italian family who helped
our family out when we had no where to go.
Took us into their own home - all eight of us at the
time.
Yesterday, I found out she is dying of cancer, with
only a few days to live.
Running outside to be alone, I cried from deep within
for the woman our family has known for thirty-eight
years now.
A truly great and wonderful woman, full of fun and
laughter when we were growing up - just like my Mom.
Where have the years gone?
(11: 15 p.m. - 8/13/99)
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