All in the family

If I've ever forgotten how dramatic my Italian family is, nothing could have brought it back more clearly to reality than my visit home here to New Jersey this month.
Not one person in our family speaks softly. We are all broadcaster's in conversation. No one needs hearing aids. We can hear cousin Guido telling his story about Monsignor Ferruci (for the 50th time) from the other side of the room with no problem.