 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
The children of Carl and Margaret Iacovetti are Angela, Connie and Suzanne.
Some of the colorful sayings of Aunt Margaret
A letter from Aunt Margaret stating that her grandfather was an orphan
A letter from Aunt Margaret to the Clark family
To Aunt Margaret's Family:
Dear Connie, Suzanne and Families,
I'm sorry to hear of your mom's passing. She was such a spark of life to everyone who knew her, it's hard to imagine her ever stopping to go to her rest.
Aunt Margaret was a towering figure for my siblings and me. She generated an atmosphere of warmth and playfulness that was nothing less than magical to us when we were kids. The announcement of a trip to "Aunt Margaret's house" for a holiday visit provoked a frenzy of impatient anticipation among us. There we would play with our city cousins, hear our uncles and aunts joke and tell stories for hours on end across a long table, witness the entire spectrum of human emotion unfold in high melodrama around that table, crack nuts as we played Blackjack for pennies after dinner. Through all this Aunt Margaret kept feeding us.
Your mom poured a world into her cooking: worries about her girls, companionship with her husband, Catholicism, patriotism, Puccini, Brooklyn, the mother tongue; a stew of southern Italy and New York City. All my memories of your childhood home marinate in air heavy with garlic, tomato sauce, sausage and wonderful desserts baking in the oven.
I remember staying at your house--135-17 96th Place, a noumenous realm for me, more than an address, and wasn't the phone number something like VIrginia 3-1982?--for a week one summer. Perhaps it was after my own father passed away. All I did was read and eat. Your mom fed me bananas, biscotti and books. I remember the stay as a sanctuary, an island of peace. She didn't worry whether she was spoiling me, I've heard, because I was a boy.
From the days of our courtship, I have regaled my wife with Aunt Margaret stories. When she finally met the protagonist of these, she discovered that, as exaggerated as they seemed, the stories couldn't hold a candle to the force of the personality they described. I wish only that my daughter had had the chance to meet her face to face. You can be sure, however, that she already prays for Aunt Margaret, and that these legends will be passed down, with deepest love, to her.
Love,Your cousin Stephen with Rachael and Chiara
Back to the Larger Family
Page
Back to Steve & Rachael's
home page.
