LINDA TIEZZI WALDERA on AUNT NINA and UNCLE BILL

I remember staying overnight at Karen's house and walking over to Aunt Nina's one evening for a pizza dinner. She made the first homemade pizza I'd ever tasted. Even though my dad was a butcher, he did not make Italian Sausage but Aunt Nina put it on her pizza and I could not believe what a strong, strange flavor it had since my own family barely used anything stronger than cinnamon. I remember she was also making some homemade pies that day and was very anxious about getting the crust into the pie plate. Everytime she flipped the doubled over crust into the pie plate she would scream. I thought that was hilarious and we all laughed like crazy. I have two vivid memories of Uncle Bill. One time he took a car load of us to visit his brother's circus that was playing in St. Louis. We all road in his car that day and since he had no air-conditioning the windows were down all the way. We had a fabulous time at the circus but were really hot and tired when we returned. I also remember him being an avid fisherman and card player. He could sit at that Pinochle table for hours. I was never sure he took time to eat but surely he did.