Long Live the King
Was Carlo really the King's tailor? Maybe--who's to say? I do know he was always impeccably dressed.
I never talked to him when we went to Brooklyn every summer to visit. He scared me. It wasn’t until he moved to California to live with Aunt Attila (who was jealous of my mother—but more about that later) that I
got to know him and we’d go to the bocci ball courts in Long Beach together.
Carlo and Sophia came to America sometime around 1918
and settled in the Italian section of Brooklyn with the Irish on one side and a group of Hungarians on the other.
There weren't any other Hungarians in Brooklyn in
1918, and no one knew why they lived next to the Italians, but it was a pretty good fit--ghoulash and spaghetti with meat sauce have a lot in common.
Uncle Eddy was the first child
born in America.
He and Grandpa never got along.