The old man passed away ... can it be ... twenty-one years ago today? Yikes. Still miss his laugh, his enthusiasms, his endless love of the New York Yankees, and even all his annoying old fart-ness-es. Here are a few shots of dad in action. The first one taken by my mom on their honeymoon in Nassau, Bahamas, and the rest while he was on the job, as a reporter. He could very often be found with a camera in hand, or a pencil or pen, in search of a story. Miss you, pop.
Gertrude D'Ippolito, c. 1920 Gertrude told stories about her parents, the D’Ippolitos, and her childhood. Was it true that Gertrude wanted to be an opera singer but her father, Giuseppe D’Ippolito, called Don Peppino, wouldn’t let her? Yes. He was an old-world gentleman. He didn’t think such a career was dignified or proper for a young girl. At least that is how I first heard the story, but there is another version: Gertrude gave up singing lessons because of her fresh piano teacher... Gertrude & Giuseppe (Don Peppino) D'Ippolito, c. 1920 opera libretto Aunt Paula, John Massimo’s and Joseph’s younger sister, heard another version: Gertrude took singing lessons. She was apparently so good and had such a range that at one of these lessons after hitting all the high notes, her teacher was overcome by her talent and grabbed her and kissed her on both cheeks and embraced her. She was horribly embarrassed and went home and told her parents. Don Peppino told her that she
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