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My last living grandparent, my paternal grandfather, passed away over Thanksgiving weekend. He was 9

My last living grandparent, my paternal grandfather, passed away over Thanksgiving weekend. He was 97 years old. A sailor, a proud U.S. Navy veteran, an active Fourth Degree Knight with the Knights of Columbus, an Italian–American, a devoted Catholic who lived our faith in action. He lived a good life, one of family, love, and laughter. He was unfailingly kind, humble, and gentle. His grandchildren, and the greats and great-greats, meant the world to him. My siblings and I grieve for our father and his loss, who truly cherished his father and with whom he shared a special bond through weekly Knights meetings, Masses, and family gatherings. Those actions—faith in actions—exemplified the beautiful morals and values with which we were raised and only fully appreciate now.

With Saint Paul on my mind of late, the profoundness of the unseen and thus eternal is consuming my thoughts. All of the pettiness that we swear we are beyond but truly are not, the hurt that we hold on to, means nothing at the end. All that matters is how deeply you loved and touched another human. I think about my father’s unfailingly kind and gentle father and mother and my mother’s astonishingly resilient and loving father and mother and only recognize now after they have passed that all of that was indeed imbued in my parents. And I give thanks to God at every remembrance of them. ♥


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vintagecase: Portrait of Gina Severini, 1934 - Gino Severini.

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Portrait of Gina Severini, 1934 - Gino Severini.


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zero (17c), from the French zéro, via the Italian zero, via the Medieval Latin zephirum, via the Arabic sifr, ultimately from the Sanskrit sunya-m, meaning “empty place, desert, naught.” 

The concept of zero was invented separately by four civilizations: the 2100c BCE Babylonians, the 1c Chinese, the 4-9c Mayans, and 9c Indians. Zero conceptually requires a positional number system: eg. a ones place, tens place, hundreds place, and so on. Systems like the Romans’ were additive: they functionally counted, with less or no reliance on the position of the numbers, eg. V for five, C for one hundred. Old English had no specific numerical writing system, simply number words that tended to be used adjectivally: eg., “I have ten fingers.” Our current “Arabic numeral” system was invented in India in 6c, and introduced to Europe by Arabic-speakers in 10c. 

tariff (1590), originally “an arithmetical table” or “official list of customs duties on imports and exports,” from the Italian tariffa, via the Medieval Latin tarifa, via the Arabic ta’rif, meaning “information, inventory of fees” from the root arafa, “he made known, he taught.”

syrup (14c), from the Old French sirop, via the Italian siroppo, via the Arabic sharab, meaning “beverage, wine,” and literally “something drunk.” 

sorbet (1580), “cooling drink of fruit juice and water,” from the French sorbet, via the Italian sorbetto, via the Turkish serbet , via the Persian sharbat, via the Arabic sharba(t), “a drink.” Probably influenced by the Italian sorbire, meaning “to sip.”

sherbet (17c), originally zerbet, “a drink made from diluted fruit juice and sugar.” Directly from the Turkish serbet.

sequin (1610), originally the name of an Italian and Turkish gold coin, via the French sequin, via the Italian zecchino, from the Arabic sikkah, meaning “a minting die.” The current meaning comes from 1882, due to sequins’ resemblance to a gold coin.

orange (14c), originally the fruit.

Old French     orange, orenge
Medieval Latin     pomum de orenge
Italian     arancia, narancia
Arabic     naranj
Persian     narang
Sanskrit     naranga-s

mattress (13c), via the Old French materas, via the Italian materasso, via the Medieval Latin matracium, from the Arabic al-matrah, meaning “the cushion,” literally “the thing thrown down.”

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funeral:Leonardo Bistolfi. Model of La Resurrezione for the tomb of Hermann Bauer in the Staglieno C

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Leonardo Bistolfi. Model of La Resurrezione for the tomb of Hermann Bauer in the Staglieno Cemetery


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#immigrant #brazilian #catalan #italian #brazil #brazil #cataluña #catalunya #italy #italia #photoof

#immigrant #brazilian #catalan #italian #brazil #brazil #cataluña #catalunya #italy #italia #photooftheday #picoftheday #me #I #eu #vsco #vscocam #vscocity #vscogood #vscodaily #instapic #instacity #instagood #instagram #instalike.


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 One hundred years ago this month, the renown Welsh artist Augustus John met the Marchesa Luisa Casa

One hundred years ago this month, the renown Welsh artist Augustus John met the Marchesa Luisa Casati at a party in Paris. He described the meeting in his autobiography: “A lady of unusual distinction had entered. Her bearing, personality, and peculiar elegance seemed to throw the rest of the company into the shade….She moved about the ballroom with supreme ease, while looking about her with an expression of slightly malicious amusement. Our eyes met. Before leaving I obtained an introduction; it was the Marchesa Casati.” They quickly became lovers, and then life-long friends. John painted the Marchesa twice that spring; below is the first of the portraits. (x)


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Marchesa Luisa Casati in leopard-skin coat, Photo by American socialite, club woman and concert sing

Marchesa Luisa Casati in leopard-skin coat, Photo by American socialite, club woman and concert singer Tryphosa Bates Batcheller, 1906.

American socialite Tryphosa Bates Batcheller runs into Luisa Casati again on March 23, 1905, writing: 

“We have just come in from the last hunt of the season, and a very pretty and brilliant sight it was, too. …You remember about my speaking of the Marchesa Luisa Casati with her lovely gowns and jewels, but I forgot to say then, that she is one of the finest horsewomen in Italy. I am sending you a little picture that shows her in her long leopard-skin coat, just as she rode out in her carriage to the meet before mounting.”


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I’ve been quite lazy on tumblr. I still love it here and I love all of my followers but I feel

I’ve been quite lazy on tumblr. I still love it here and I love all of my followers but I feel like I’m not really letting you into who I really am as a person, so I’m a little uninspired to post. With that being said, I would like to welcome you to a NEW blog of mine. I will be getting really up close and personal over there, letting you into my personal life, through my own personal photography! (wow I said personal a LOT!) Anyways, I guess it’s personal! www.ladolcelisa.wordpress.com I’ve just published my first post. And there you have it! I hope you will take a look and let me know if you like it so far! 


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