And here I was thinking of a bunch of Guidos in Nantucket reds trying to pronounce Cuttyhunk with Sicilian accents while waiting for the ferry in the getaway Grand Wagoneer and wondering what happened to the Carly Simon CDs. My mind just works that way I guess.
While working on the Gallo account for DDB&O,(Acct Exec for Boone's Farm and Night Train) I was privileged to be at the deathbed of Great-Great-Grandfather Ernesto.
I will never forget his last words to me,
"Kenny, non dimenticare, male che vada,
si puo esprimere dell'uva il prodotto." Then, after ordering the relatives to buy every rotten strawberry and apricot in Oxnard, he gently went a quella vigna nel cielo.