Poor Grandpa: a peaceful man who worked hard and took orders from Grandma. Grandpa had a horse and wagon, and a dog named Ginger.
Every morning at 3:00 AM, Gramps would hitch the horse to
the wagon, call ginger and off the three of them went to the Hunt’s Point Market
in the Bronx. One would think it crazy that at hour to do such a thing, but
owning a fruit store and pizza restaurant was hard work, and to maintain
business, you needed fresh produce and meat, plus a very cranky Grandma if he
didn’t get moving.
It was a long trip from Brooklyn to Hunt’s Point, and the
horse did it every morning, stopping at red lights and moving on green. Once
arriving at the destination, the horse would stop and Ginger would bark, waking
up Grandpa, who had fallen asleep before the horse took his first step!
Grandpa was from the old school, quiet, strong and could
have a mean streak if you didn’t do things right. He was a ‘Jack of all trades’
and often was seen when he wasn’t “resting my eyes” with a hammer on some
project, or a trowel in his hand, when not fixing his plumbing.
One year we all got to sleep at Grandma’s, and there weren’t
enough beds to go around. The reason for the occasion I don’t recall, but since
there weren’t enough beds, Grandpa, Dad and myself slept on chairs in the
kitchen. A rather large mistake!
Suddenly in the middle of the night, the room came alive
with the rumble of what at first seemed like a train! I awoke and heard the
noise, made sure I wasn’t on a track and noticed we were all up, except for
Grandpa. He was pounding the air with his snoring and snorts, swearing in his
sleep in good old Neapolitan, at some vendor. Grandma marched in the kitchen
and threw a towel over his face that caused him to
Stir and end his tirade.
Grandpa loved Grandma, and she loved him. They never
outwardly showed affection, but in their hearts you knew it. He cared for her
and she cared for him, always telling him what he should do, whether he wanted
to end his nap or not. Grandma always got the last word in: come to think of
it, she got the only words in.
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