Memories & Stories

Wash Day

If you’ve ever tried wringing out a sopping wet beach towel, you know how much strength it takes.

Remembrances of Grandma Magelli

The oldest of the grandchildren, I lived with Grandpa and Grandma Magelli in their Mt. Clare home until I was 15. I have so many fond memories of them both. Here’s what I recall about Grandma.

The Swanson’s Roots Trip to Italy

It was the first time members of the American side of the family walked the village’s stone paths.

Picks, Lamps and Mules

With only a carbide lamp on his helmet, Grandpa Magelli toiled 500 feet underground in one of Illinois’ underground coal mines, loading chunks of black gold onto mule-drawn carts.

Eating Organic: Before it was Cool

Our grandparents were poor. Not destitute—but poor.

A New Life in America

In 1907, at the age of 16, Biagio emigrated to the U.S. with paternal cousins, Attilio, 17, and Amelio, 32. Steamship companies hawked $30 tickets, often sold by traveling salesmen.

The Magellis

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The Maretas

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Aunts & Uncles

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