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Maryann, Teddi (our dog) and me

Linda Susan Miller

Bernadette Hill Berens (daughter of Theresa Iuliano & Elwood (Cy) Hill)

Alan Smith (mother was Catherine Marie Scotti Smith who was the daughter of  Nicola Scotti, the brother of Carmella Scotti Mongelluzzo)

Port Washington, NY

West Berlin, NJ

Monterey, California and Pittsburg, PA

Alabama, but we're moving to Pennsylvania

I am currently a software engineer and maintain a Health Care application that we have customized for a large client.

I used to work for the large soup company in their Sales & Marketing departments.  When my husband and I moved from NJ to Alabama, I quit working...after about a year I went back to work and taught preschool for 6 years...now we're in the process of moving back to Pennsylvania. 

 I was a Lieutenant in the Army, an Insurance Underwriter, and I worked as a Resource Manager and Force Planner. Currently, I am a Security Specialist. 

Two boys, one is 21, he works full-time at the local college while he is also attending on-line classes to get a degree in Human Resources.  The other is 19 and attending our local college while working part-time at a  pizza parlor as a manager.

I have 3 children:  a daughter who is 21, a son who  is 14 and another daughter who is 10

We have two children: one boy and one girl, and five grandchildren. (I ask them what they want to be when they grow up, it’s a Scotti thing. )

I love to go hiking, I just recently joined a women's cycling club and hope to get in better shape - real soon!

Skiing, running, reading, tennis (just started) and volunteering at my kids schools.

Running and fitness, military associations and home projects.

I remember going to Grandma and Grandpa's on Sunday's for dinner.  I remember the endless food around the table.  I also remember helping Grandma make her ravioli in the basement.  I can still see all the grapes in the backyard that Grandpa always attended to.  I also remember when Grandpa used to stick a quarter in my hand when we were getting ready to leave.  I remember Uncle Johnny and Aunt Liz still lived there. 

Then after everyone moved I can remember visiting Grandma in Phoenix.  She always wore her beanie when she had a head cold.  I remember Liz's son's Greg & Tommy putting a whoopy cushion underneath her when she sat down and then she would laugh so hard her belly would move up and down.  I think I was too young to remember any stories about Italy.  I only remember Liz talking about some of the relatives who came to visit.

All our aunts, uncles & cousins would get together to celebrate 4th of July picnics & parties at Uncle Nick & Aunt Joyce's (Iuliano) home, family reunions and weekends spent at Aunt Rosalie and Uncle Sal's home (Baratta).

I remember my grandparents very well...Theresa & Angelo Iuliano.  When I was 5 years old, we moved in and lived in the apartment above their home in NJ so that my mom could help care for my grandmother.  My grandmother was always cooking something and singing while she did it.  She had a big washboard in the basement and a "press" to wring the water out of the clothes.  I still remember her doing that sometimes when I'm doing my own family's laundry.

I remember my Grandpop used to love watching the soap operas and Lawrence Welk TV shows.  We always used to laugh because he was always cursing in Italian.  He had a big garden in the back yard that he was always working in.  He grew grapes in the backyard and we'd always pick and eat them, if we weren't getting stung by a bee first.  He also had a place in the backyard that we loved to sit under...we called it "the shady place"...it was like a huge arbor with lots of greenery & vines growing over it to shade you from the sun.  Also...they never took down the "outhouse" from the backyard.  They always told us how their kids had to go outside in the freezing cold to use the bathroom.  It scared me when I was really little.  Also, he was a maniac behind the wheel of a car, and everytime I drove with him I prayed because I thought we were going to die!  I remember my grandparents arguing most of the time, but how devastated he was the day my Grandmother died. He died 4 days later of a broken heart.