Fava Beans and Gospel (In memory of our daughter’s great-grandparents)

If our daughter’s Italian great-grandfather,  Chicch(Francesco), my husband’s grand-father, could have met our daughter’s African-American Indian great-grandmother, Mildred,(Mama Mill), my grandmother,  their conversation may have run a bit like this:

Chicch:  “Mildred, This is how you make fava beans.”

Mildred: “Chicch, This is how you make pinto beans and cornbread. Come, let me play Amazing Grace for you on the piano upstairs…If you act right, I might let you hear me sing.”

Chicch: “Mill, “Would you like to sip this Apulian wine?”

Mill:  “Chicch, Would you like a bit of this Indian Red chewing tobacco?”

Then, the two of them would have taken a slow gait with their canes to the front porch, plopped down on the swing, and glintingly absorbed the sunset.

Keep your head up, always smile

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About whenquiet

A child of God, opinionated, survivor, eloquent, elegant, exquisite, and humble, loving life and shining light to those who are in the shadow.
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One Response to Fava Beans and Gospel (In memory of our daughter’s great-grandparents)

  1. whenquiet says:

    ziplight and ayotimotysocial….thank you for assisting me in honoring our daughter’s great-grandparents.

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