in which: Dad does his wise, cultural eyebrow raise and teaches Little Vincent how to twirl his drumstick; there are many Vicents, Joes and Angelos, there is one guy who looks like James Caan; cousin Carla tells Dad he has to go to Sicily now and people will still know his name; someone says I look like my grandmother Beva and though I cannot imagine it is true, it makes me happy.
