Beautiful post.
Happy Independence Day!
That IS a rich life of Americana!
God Bless!
I have used you as an example of what it means to grow up poor, and how poor “in them days” is nothing like “poor” today. I have also used you as an example of a man that has done great things but remained (mostly) very humble about them.
Thank you for your story, and I pray that your health improves so you can grace us with recipes again during the holidays.
Many blessings!
Thank you for writing this. It made my Forth of July all the more enjoyable.
I wish I were able to build our border with the help of folks like you. We should all go down to the border and help ICE and our other fellow Americans defend this country from its enemies foreign and domestic.
God Bless.
Carlo,
I am a Vietnam veteran...
I am a proud American...
few things bring tears to my eyes and cause the hair on my arms to stand...
Your story from your life and what it means to you did just that...
Thank you for serving our country and thank you for this wonderful post...
Thank you for sharing. Misty screen alert.
Wonderful. Thank you.
You made me tear up.
Many blessings to you and yours.
Beautiful post!
You made my day.
I was thinking of my Father, a WWII Navy Vet who passed away in late 2016 at the age of 93.
He only told me snippets from the time he served in the South Pacific, not making much of a big deal about it.
He told me the closest he came to dying there was when the Captain of the Oceangoing Tug he was assigned to (one of four Ships he served on during the War) decided that he would take it upon himself (without Orders) to head toward Shore to tow a Disabled Landing Craft while there were still others heading in full of Marines. I believe it was off Iwo Jima.
As they headed in a Destroyer pulled up next the Tug and with Loudspeakers blaring told the Tug Captain that he had better turn around immediately before they blasted his Ship out of the water. My Father told me he thought that was it for him. Talk about Friendly Fire.
Well, after his death I found a few Photos, one with my grinning 21 Year Old Father standing in front of Bulkhead. On that Bulkhead were a half dozen painted Japanese Kamikaze Zeros that the Ship, I think a Destroyer he was on for a while, had shot out of the sky. He never mentioned that little episode.
On one occasion he did mention surviving the deadly Typhoon that sunk a bunch of our Ships though. He said even the old Sea Salts were as green as could be riding that one out.
Anyway, thanks for jarring my memory and Happy Fourth of July to all my FReeper Family.
Thank you for sharing your beautiful story, Carlo. I read it twice and loved it both times.
Beautiful. Our constitution is so perfect, it must have been divinely inspired.
Wow! Wrapped up a beautiful Independence Day the day on the beach and just read this; I now have tears down my eye’s wishing our country returns to those days one parent at a time - thanks!
My eyes are leaking and I’ve miss your cooking posts much. Your cook book was my favorite thing of FR!
Watching “Fourth of July at the White House” Think they’re gonna be leaking for awhile.
Happy Independence Day, Carlo! It’s great to be American!
Beautiful tribute! We’ve got our country back from those who were trying to destroy it, praise God!
my cousins grand parents on his moms side, came from Demark. When they asked them about Denmark the reply was always, “We are here now, forget about that.” And they never taught Danish to the kids. They spoke English. Although when they didnt want the kids to understand what they were talking about they spoke Danish.
I happen to also had the honor of knowing a German who came over to the USA around the mid to later 30s. He NEVER spoke German since he was an American. The experience he told me of Nazi Germany was a pure horror story. There were 12 siblings, he was one of the two oldest-the other, one of his sisters, were put on a cargo ship by one of his younger sisters prostituting herself to the sailors to get the passage. He went back to Germany after WW2, none of his family survived-they lived in Hamburg. He wanted to find out what happened to them as he heard nothing from them after the war.
I could go on google earth and point directly to the farm he owned in Wisconsin. He must be long passed away now though.
Thanks so very much for sharing this with us!
It made me think of Ralphie in “A Christmas Story”
I am sorry to hear that your health has been suffering.
and I will keep you in my prayers.
God bless, and many thanks!
(((((((((carlo3b))))))))))))
Sending you a cyber hug!
WOW! OUTSTANDING, carlo3b. It’s good to see you on the forum again, sir. (I haven’t noticed you in quite some time.)
Thank you for this beautiful post, Chef Carlo. I’m so happy that you’re back!