My Vito father came to America from Italia in 1907 for the same reasons every other foreigner traveled to the states, to try and make a better living for himself. My father was in the army, my mother a housewife and then there was my brother Jim and I. Jim was a scrawny little fellow and one of his legs were shorter than the other, my parents used to call him Teddy after the president. I used to be jealous about it because I wasn't given a nick name after a great leader but years later I realized they gave it to him because the president also had th

at leg problem Jim had. They called it polio. I grew up in a small tenement in Brooklyn, we were able to eat our dinner, brush our teeth, and go to bed in the same room. It didn't seem so small back then but damn have times changed since. During the period father was in the army, he lost his leg in the war. After he came back from Austria things got rough. We were strapped for cash and so were most of the other families that lived near us. We used to eat the same food everyday, a glass of milk, a bowl of peas and some bread. I used to try and help out around the house as much as I can Me and my brother even worked with my father. Since he lost his leg in the war there wasn't much he could do but our dirt bag landlord O'Connor gave him a job rolling cigars. I can remember my mother yelling at dad for smoking around us, and then we ending up rolling cigars with him. The whole house smelled like tobacco and the pay was bad. We had to roll 4000 cigars a week and we earned $15 but $11.75 went towards the rent(Davidson 192) ,with the rest of the money my mom would by the milk, bread and peas.

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