Flo was very much on my mind when I wrote in this blog about the kindness I have encountered in my American neighbors. I have known her for eight years now and she has consistently struck me as someone caring about, and remarkably attuned to, other living beings, whether her fellow humans (including Minette), animals, or plants — her garden is a thing of beauty.
Here she talks about her father, who moved from Italy as a very young man in the late 1940s. The picture above was taken shortly after his arrival. Both curious and thoughtful, Alfonso was a scholar at heart but also a valued newspaper professional, a nurturing father of seven, and an engaged community member here in Cleveland.