I believe this is my 7th life

And so now I write. Actually, I have written in some form for a good part of my life. I remember my first published story. I was nine years old. The story was about a weenie roast (what would now be referred to as a backyard barbecue). But we called it a weenie roast. It consisted of hot dogs and Boston Baked Beans that my mother made. The beans and white bread were the only two things she ever cooked well as I recall. Anyway, it was a 4th of July weenie roast and for some reason that I don’t recall, I wanted to write a story about it. I don’t remember anything about the story but my mother thought it was good enough to be published. She was a writer and had written many little stories that were published in Catholic magazines. She submitted it to one of those magazines and it was published. The reason I really remember it was because I received a letter from a girl in Canada who had read the story and was horrified that we were eating meat on Friday! That year the 4th of July did fall on Friday. I explained to the Canadian that since it was a major holiday, the Pope granted dispensation for that Friday.

We continued correspondence for some time after that but it fizzled out and I didn’t write any more stories at that time.

This 7th life finds me in the Tuscan hills of Italy. I think it’s the beauty of this country that inspired me to write again. But as much as I love the country, I have to admit that the bureaucracy is just impossible to deal with. Not only for me, a stranieri, but also for the Italians.

And so, I think I will begin my blogging with a little story I wrote 17 years ago…

One reply on “I believe this is my 7th life”

I can’t believe it’s seventeen years, the Gershwin story is my favorite and in the telling your voice really comes through in a wonderful way….viva gersh

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