My Aunt's neighbors
October 23, 1982: This afternoon we're going to visit an elderly neighbor, an italian lady who lives alone just down the block from my Tia's house. It'll distract her from her problem and from the going back to the USA idea. It's too soon, much too soon.
Last night, when we got back from the lawyer, the neighbors were all there, having some sort of block party. The weather was perfect for it, in the mid 70s. Graciela, the woman next door, must have guessed something was going on because she started to talk about some kitchen gadget she'd bought, asking my aunt's advice about it as if she were the manufacturer. My aunt was a great cook when my uncle was alive. She can make a great Italian tomato sauce without using any pepper and just a hint of oregano.
i realize why my aunt doesn't want to move. Her neighbors are her family, her family in Argentina.
Last night, when we got back from the lawyer, the neighbors were all there, having some sort of block party. The weather was perfect for it, in the mid 70s. Graciela, the woman next door, must have guessed something was going on because she started to talk about some kitchen gadget she'd bought, asking my aunt's advice about it as if she were the manufacturer. My aunt was a great cook when my uncle was alive. She can make a great Italian tomato sauce without using any pepper and just a hint of oregano.
i realize why my aunt doesn't want to move. Her neighbors are her family, her family in Argentina.
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