Peter DiCampo

USA: In Which We Wake: I.

R.I.P. Pasquale Iannitelli, aka Grampy

R.I.P. Pasquale Iannitelli, aka Grampy
   
Mom
   
Grampy's old car, which he hadn't been able to drive for years.
     
  
Sledding at the power lines: a great Mendon, MA tradition. I hadn't been back there since I was a little kid.
   
  
Nerf Wars. We're never too old to make up ridiculous games, and then fight over the rules.
     
  
"So who are we mourning?" "A point of view!" - Neil Gaiman, The Sandman
   
I don't quite fit into my black pants anymore. The good news is that I rarely have an occasion to wear them ... the bad news is that we're all grown up.
   
I can never wrap my brain around an entire generation of men who share one commonality: they were all in the war.
     
  
Grampy and Grammy, long before they were called by those names.
   
It always amazes me that my brother is still one of my best friends.
   
     
  
Pallbearers.
   
  
Italian-American Veterans Hall in Milford, MA.
     
  
...and here's to the future.