Colorado Nuovo

I remember driving around New York after my great-grandmother’s funeral listening to my grandma, my mom, and her sister talking about how things had changed in the last few years, how the Chinese mafia had moved in and didn’t have the same ethics the Italian mafia did.

“Wait. What?” I interrupted from the back seat, “So all those stories you told about Grandma and Grandpa Ramondi were true?”

There are times you are told stories of previous generations that seem too crazy to be true, and times those stories are crazier than you thought possible. I quickly realized this was one of the latter as my grandma began retelling all the stories I had heard when I was younger, and they turned out to be bigger than I remembered… which all solidified my nickname, “Mafia Princess.”