No, not really much language. When I was a little girl (very little, maybe 4 or 5), my great-grandfather (whom I called Nonno) was still alive and there are lots of pictures of me sitting with him. Everyone tells me that he had lost all his English by then (he was very old, close to 100) but I remember talking to him. Possibly I talked in English and he answered in Italian, but every Sunday that my grandmother (his daughter) took me to her sister's house (where he lived) for dinner, we spent the whole afternoon together, either in his little garden or with my dolls if it was raining.

Have you ever seen the movie Moonstruck? The house that Loretta's family lives in is like straight out of my memories of Tia Angeline's house (though it's set in Brooklyn and we lived in small coal mining towns in the West Virginia mountains.)