About My Mother And The Mafia

A mother’s day story

My Mother Dorothy Harrison About 1937 — Source Dorothy Harrison

Don’t push my mother around!

My mother (who passed on in 2005)was an explorer of all things. She was curious, like any adventure, and experiencing new places. I am like that as well, and I know I learned to be this way from her dragging me, initially kicking and screaming, to museums, lectures, performances of Gilbert and Sullivan at the Henry Street Playhouse, and more.

Once, when I was visiting my mom (already in her early eighties) up in the Bronx, I heard a short review on the radio concerning a small Italian restaurant. They said it was right off of White Plains Rd. and Fordham Road in the Bronx. Sitting right under the #5 Elevated Train just a few blocks from the Bronx Zoo, the Botanical Gardens and Arthur and Belmont Ave (where Dion and the Belmonts began).

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Arthur Avenue is an Italian oasis amid the tough inner city. What the reviewer described was a very small South Italian venue with 10 or 15 tables, great pasta, wine, antipasto, and…