I do get sad remembering all that I have lost - especially my Queens & Brooklyn relatives who were so personable and odd (in a good way) - I try and keep their memory alive in my cooking, my words and my love of America.
One of the reasons I’ve turned out to adore The Donald is that his phraseology so reminds me of my youth. He’s the real Beauty Part.
He speaks like one of us from one of the neighborhoods we grew up in :)