Stories and Places I Remember Review by Ambassador, Magazine of The National Italian American Foundation
Our playground was a canyon of parked two-toned cars, brown-brick apartment buildings, and asphalt-shingled row houses. Neighbors heard us on the street and dreaded the crash of a broken window. “Thoughts of Johnny Cash or Hank Snow’s renditions of I’ve Been Everywhere might bounce around in your head while reading Joe Giordano’s new book Stories…