A Story About the Feast of San Gennaro

By Every Family's Got One Guest Poet -- Marie A. Mennuto-Rovell Image by rawpixel (Mac Arthur Avenue 1953) The front door of my grandparent's house opened directly into the festivities...   Cotton candy cones... licked clean, littered  our street this late summer week-end.   Endless streams... of immigrants and their offspring meandered up and down our block all day and into the evening.   My grandpa Giuseppe... volunteered to help carry the life-size statue of the patron saint of Naples in the procession preceeding the celebration.  I remember... how the bees hovered around the torrone nougat candy concession, right [...]