...having first moved across the VZ bridge from Brooklyn...
Every couple of years I go to the Feast of Santa Rosalia in Brooklyn and I see those cugin types all over, the Italian guys wearing the horns around their necks, with their shirts open to their chests, tons of gold jewelry, acting like they’re a Bonanno or Gotti.
It’s weird, they truly cannot see how goofy they look!
I go with my friends who are Sicilian, but they don’t follow the stereotypes, in fact they’re embarrassed by them!
They had the full Italian Brooklynite upbringing...Xaverian, Bishop Kearney, Regina Pacis, daily mass, etc., but just never wanted to be stereotypes.
Ed