The mafia left Naples in ruins. Can they do the same to Pompeii?

[southernyankeebelle]

19. I don't remember being that big. It was like a park and it was free to walk around.

They had little bikes you could rent. I just remember the big wheel to ride on. Maybe a couple of booths (but not sure). There were benches and little cafe' with tables and chairs. Nothing big. Of course I am talking about the mid 50s early 60s. I went back a couple more times but didn't go to the park. Kinda like central park but not as big. Across the street was the big cathedral. I wish I could remember the name of the places. Of course I spoke the dialect of Naples. In my mother's family music was big. He daddy was a conductor/musician who use to play with his own orchestra on the radio until WWII and he was taken off because he wouldn't belong to the Fascist party. He would give private lessons. After the war he and my uncle had a band and they would play in this restaurant that was very popular. You know I use to get upset because here I had a wonderful grandfather and a couple of uncles that were very musical yet my mother never bothered to see if us kids wanted to pursue it. My grandmother taught sewing to young girls. You would have thought my mother would have passed it down to us girls in the family. My mother could sew pretty good. I think the biggest thing that really bothers me is they never really taught us to speak the language. Us kids picked it up when we were living in Naples. It's pretty easy to pick up. It would have been nice to speak well. My cousin and I would sit together and talk for hours and both of us could speak a little of each others language. Sometimes we would have to use our hands to explain what we are saying and even sounds. LOL we had so much fun. Now we are all grown up and all are grandparents ourselves. All of our parents have died off. But my sister still keeps up with phone calls. I really love all my cousins. Even my male chauvinist cousin.