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my nonna circa 1930ish ...looks quite similar to me..neat
i guess someone found a bunch of photos or old photos, including a great great grand father/mother photo ...which is insane considering i knew my great grandmother and she lived until she was 100, born in 1912 so the photo of my great great grand father is probably a old as late 1800s
 

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sunni said:
my nonna circa 1930ish ...looks quite similar to me..neat
i guess someone found a bunch of photos or old photos, including a great great grand father/mother photo ...which is insane considering i knew my great grandmother and she lived until she was 100, born in 1912 so the photo of my great great grand father is probably a old as late 1800s
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She looks like an old soul as a child. Especially around the eyes. Do you know any history? As in did she come emigrate from Italy as a kid?
 
Hookabelly said:
She looks like an old soul as a child. Especially around the eyes. Do you know any history? As in did she come emigrate from Italy as a kid?
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i know a lot of history on my italian side.

me and cousins are first born gen in canada, our family immigrated after they had my mother who was the second child in 1961ish. they came off the boat and were actually WOPS they didnt have any papers, my nonno (grandfather) worked in the nickle mine, as a diseal engineer , and my nonna worked at the grocery store part time while raising 4 daughters. eventually, the rest of my nonnas family came such as great grand mother and the sisters

They built their home in an italian neighborhood in 1970ish, they designed the concept and purchased the land outright, in that neighborhood when i grew up it was ALL italian immigrants there wasnt a single white family, everyone was really close and up until i was about 10 the italian store owners would do uhm like delivery street runs, so a truck with meats and cheese would come park infront of my nonnas house and we would go get meats/cheeses and everyone in the neighborhood did as well the old man who used to own/drive it would give the kids free cookies.

Aside from that everyone had large gardens and they all kinda had like what is called block parties i guess..everyone make stuff and gave it to other people

I grew up in canada, but basically in a bubble of immigrants who lived like they did in the old country so when i moved or got older, i realized how a lot of people dont have a sense of pride in their cultural heritage because they dont know what its like, its like looking at people who have identity crisis almosts, because most of all my fondness memories are based solely on italian traditions and culture, food, and wine, and making wine, and making cheese, and listening to my grandparents, learning to grow vegetables, and drinking espresso and before my nonno passed away and my nonna who has terrible end stage alzhimers, going home back to that house...which is still in the family

was like ...the best feeling in the world like no other explanation no matter where i went that was always home , just because italian families are REALLY REALLY close and your grandparents have a HEAVY influence on your upbringing

sorry wow i went off there LOL
 
sunni said:
i know a lot of history on my italian side.

me and cousins are first born gen in canada, our family immigrated after they had my mother who was the second child in 1961ish. they came off the boat and were actually WOPS they didnt have any papers, my nonno (grandfather) worked in the nickle mine, as a diseal engineer , and my nonna worked at the grocery store part time while raising 4 daughters. eventually, the rest of my nonnas family came such as great grand mother and the sisters

They built their home in an italian neighborhood in 1970ish, they designed the concept and purchased the land outright, in that neighborhood when i grew up it was ALL italian immigrants there wasnt a single white family, everyone was really close and up until i was about 10 the italian store owners would do uhm like delivery street runs, so a truck with meats and cheese would come park infront of my nonnas house and we would go get meats/cheeses and everyone in the neighborhood did as well the old man who used to own/drive it would give the kids free cookies.

Aside from that everyone had large gardens and they all kinda had like what is called block parties i guess..everyone make stuff and gave it to other people

I grew up in canada, but basically in a bubble of immigrants who lived like they did in the old country so when i moved or got older, i realized how a lot of people dont have a sense of pride in their cultural heritage because they dont know what its like, its like looking at people who have identity crisis almosts, because most of all my fondness memories are based solely on italian traditions and culture, food, and wine, and making wine, and making cheese, and listening to my grandparents, learning to grow vegetables, and drinking espresso and before my nonno passed away and my nonna who has terrible end stage alzhimers, going home back to that house...which is still in the family

was like ...the best feeling in the world like no other explanation no matter where i went that was always home , just because italian families are REALLY REALLY close and your grandparents have a HEAVY influence on your upbringing

sorry wow i went off there LOL
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Yes, can relate to having a heritage. Are you fluent in Italian then?
 
Hookabelly said:
Yes, can relate to having a heritage. Are you fluent in Italian then?
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not very well.. i can speak minimal/but understand very well a specific dialect of my country area,
i attempted to take italian in highschool as a course but that class the language or rather the dialect was way off, kinda like if youre from quebec and you go to france... so i chose to learn ojibway, ive studied ojibway for 2 years and the language is fun to learn and honestly is more useful now.
I have no one to speak italian with most of my family is dying off unfortunately throughout after very long lives. to speak italian now i couldnt , as its gone long overdue unpracticed , since there are many dialects when my mom moved to our current city, all the italians here immigrated from a completely different part of italy so i have been unable to understand them for the most part except common things like bread, and hi, and welcome ect
 
on my fathers side which is french i know nothing except everyone was older, so they were all apart of WW2 most of my family on that side died in the war except my grandfather who was unloving due to PTSD (assuming never diagnosed ) they were a very detached family, i know i have 10 uncles, and 1 aunt, ive met ...2 or 3?
in fact they are so detached i was unaware of my grandfathers passing until 2 years after his death. i know that my great great grandfather on that side was scottish and he married a quebec woman and took herl ast name so his sons wouldnt be made fun of for being immigrants
that is about the extent to which i know on my other side
 
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