Sunday, May 18, 2008

ANGELA’S SCANNER - A SEQUEL?

You may have read the book, or at least heard of it: Angela’s Ashes. It was a critically acclaimed book written by Frank McCourt and published sometime in 1998.

Well, I’m thinking of writing a sequel in a way called: Angela’s Scanner. It’s about a lady I know from Utica, who has this heavy burden that she carries with her when she relocates to Virginia to live. It is her scanner, and like any scanner, except, you HAVE TO LIFT THE LID TO PLACE THE PAPERS ON THE BED! No, you cannot just feed the papers; you have to lift the lid first. Angela wishes she could just feed the scanner, not do any heavy lifting.

The woman is tired. She did raise 3 boys, and I would think she would hire someone to lift the lid for her, after that. I want everyone out there that is religious to pray for her, and if you are not religious, pray anyway. Pray that Angela finds the strength to lift that lid, or that Dennis her husband can release the necessary funds for a new one.

Actually, Angela is TLW’s (The Little Woman) sister-in-law, her younger brother Dennis’ wife. Angela is a very caring person, who does a great deal of good by just entering a room. That is as opposed to me, who lights up any room, just by leaving it.

Angela and I have been kidding each other, teasing and digging each other for over 37 years, and frankly, she is a lot of fun when I see her. Her Husband Dennis once said he thought it was: “An Italian thing.” As you can see, in an Irish family, when Italians marry into one, they need paisans to maintain equilibrium. In TLW’s family the Italian coterie is: Steve, Maureen’s Husband, Me and Angela. However, being how classy Sara the only Irish gal in the in-law mix, and TLW’s older Brother’s wife is an exception, we make her an honorary Italian.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

There once was a paisan named JOE.
He is not afraid to tell you where to go.
With his fine gift of humor,
He likes to start a rumor,
And share it on his DelBloggolo.

His lovely wife's name is Ellen.
You will never hear her yellin'.
With the patience of a Saint,
That the rest of us ain't,
She tries to keep Joe from tellin'.

Our family is blessed, that's for certain.
We don't have to live behind a curtain.
We all stick together,
In all kinds of weather,
And we're there when somebody's hurtin'.

Angela Manning

Joseph Del Broccolo said...

move over Robert Frost