The King of Transportation

He Wore a Pin-Stripped Suit

It rarely ran.

     His Italian name was Giacomo. We all called him Uncle Gio. He sold used cars.

     I got my first car from him--a '56 Chevy that leaked a quart of oil every five blocks and slipped from first to third (sometimes third to first) for no apparent reason.

     I loved it.

     Uncle Gio made sausage and peppers in an enormous cast iron skillet and told stories that always seemed to involve the IRS.

 

Maybes youse a felon and could play Gio?
Ok--I maybes like could a done it.
Youse got nothing to say?
Hey, I need youse recipes for my cookbook!
Bring me a fifth--of bourbon.

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