Two immortals discuss Labor Day Think about it, all characters are immortal. Two of them, Rosa and Serafina were born in imagination. They had parts to play in my historical mysteries. For me they won't die and for anyone else who cares to read their words, they will in some way remain alive. One thing about them, Rosa and Serafina comment. Sitting on some fat cloud and enjoying perfect weather they look down on war and peace, perhaps on this parade in New York in 1909 when Labor Day was … [Read more...] about Why Do They Call It Labor Day If No One Works?
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A Tour of Oltramari, Part Two Good to see so many have returned. Noisy last night in the piazza—an altercation between some of the soldiers and deserters, I understand. I hope none of you had trouble sleeping. You, sir, better sit down in the park over there, you look a little tired. We’ll pick you up at the end of the tour. Well, on we go. You’ll remember yesterday we talked about the Duomo and statue and all those churchy things. Now it’s time for shopping. All around the piazza are … [Read more...] about A Tour of Oltramari, Part Two
Giuseppe Barboglio, one of Garibaldi’s gorgeous soldiers, wears the Marsala Medal, awarded by the city of Palermo in 1865. He was twenty-two years old when the Red Shirts swept across the northern coast of Sicily in 1860 to defeat the Bourbons and unify Sicily with Sardinia and Savoy. … [Read more...] about Marsala Medal