The eighth anniversary edition includes additional information on Belleville in the American Revolution, War of 1812, Civil War, World War I, World War II, Korea, Vietnam and peacetime casualties. ... More >
In the last century, Belleville lost 157 sons while in service to our country. This collection, gathered from newspaper clippings and other sources collects what we know about these young men in an effort that their sacrifice not be forgotten.< Less
Tales about, of growing up in north Jersey in the 1960s and, of all things, a naked statue and the catholic school tie, Italian American family roots and that dress his sister made him wear.... More >
Buccino's essays cut close to the edge of humor, humiliation and heartbreak chronicling education by the strictest nuns in the world at a school where the statues of saints were said to dance the Twist if you prayed real hard. A wistful reminiscence of life on the farm with chicken coops and too many cats in what is now at the very least suburbia; being the butt of the Cub Scout skit gone wrong in front of the entire pack, and, of course, that dress his sister made him wear.< Less
Stories about family life, the father-son-dilemma, father-daughter dilemma, day trip vacations in New Jersey, Brookdale soda pop, too much coffee, pets, friends and more!
A thought-provoking... More > collection of essays and fiction about family life, the father-son-dilemma, family day trips, suggesting elopement to a newborn daughter, that classic about Brookdale Soda, too much coffee, pets Libby the black Labrador Retriever and Murphy the rabbit, friendships and much more! Includes restored Uncle Floyd Vivino reviews deleted from first edition.< Less
Poems written along the Hudson River Walkway, Grundy Pier, and the Colgate clock in Jersey City, N.J.
You can hear a lot by looking around. Sometimes, standing along the Hudson River shoreline, you... More > can dream of the freedom in the sailing beauty slipping through the waves, or question the signals proffered by a hungry seagull, or ponder why the pigeons follow you. Or you could sit ever so still and listen to the clatter of heels on the tile as the cigarette mafia heads outside for fresh air, while you slip in among them and consider the steel and glass surroundings.< Less