When my dad and mom whisked us away from our beloved Brooklyn to live in the land of manicured lawns and jockey statues and 5 million dollar gold nativity scenes, they were good intentioned. Fresh air was on their mind. My dad, a Jewish Head Honcho on the NYPD, could never have guessed who his neighbors would be. Marian the Jesus Freak with the long polyester skirt and 11 inch crucifix necklace, her husband Dudley who mowed their lawn in a shirt and tie and her 2 future mass murderer children, (one shot a hole through my parents dining room wall and hid a cat in their gas barbecue), lived on one side. Carmine, the small town mafia crook and his brood lived on the other side. Marian religiously tried to convert my dad. (I know stupid joke). Carmine on the other hand would give you the shirt off his back which was often taken from someone else's back. Still he was generous and he and my dad became fast pals except when Carmine's other pals were there, (he didn't want to look like a snitch). So that was Carmine. Carmine had a son named Carmine Jr. Carmine's grand daughter was named Carmella. And lots of the their friends were also named Carmine and Carmine Jr. Long Island in fact was infested with Carmines.
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