I love my Mom and Dad


My father learned to motivate young people from this event in our lives.  Trying hard to remember I think that I needed some type of project for either the cub scouts or for school.  I choose to show how a light bulb works.  Out into my fathers’ workshop I went ready to build my project.  I had a book that showed how me how to set up the AC source, the light and a switch that would enable me to turn the light on and off.  My dad’s workshop had everything I needed for this project.  Soon I had mounted a light fixture and the switch to a board that was large enough for me to include notes about the flow of electricity.  I attached my notes and felt that this project was almost complete; all that was left was to wire everything together.  Slowly and very carefully I followed the diagram in the book.  I started with the plug for the AC power source (the receptacle) by attaching two wires directly to the plug.  I then took one of the wires to the switch, and created the necessary break in the circuit that would allow me to turn the light on and off.  This wire was cut and I attached both to the switch.  I continued with this wire until I reached the light fixture.  I was more than half way done with the project and was very proud that everything was going so well.  All that was needed for me to complete the circuit was a final wire from the plug to the light fixture.  I had already connected a wire to the plug so I took that wire directly to the light fixture.  The project was complete but just to be sure I checked everything using my book as the guide.  It was totally correct, I was happy the project was complete.  It was right about now that I decided to test it once more by plugging it into the AC source and test the switch.  I plugged my project into the receptacle.  With a flash of blue light, followed by darkness, and then I saw the notes on my project had begun to burn.  I was scared so I turned and started to run out of the workshop.  I ran right into my father who was running into the workshop.

Dad saw what was happening and soon had his workshop back the way it should have been.  My project was burnt and just sitting on the workbench.  With a concerned look my dad asked what had happened.  I explained about my project.  I showed him my book.  I told him that I checked everything and it was correct.  I just did not know what made my project try to burn down the workshop.  He looked at my project and quickly informed me that I needed to use insulated wire not bare wire.  With a smile he then told me that god made some people talented with their hands and other people are talented with their brain.  He went on to say that he felt God may have put my talent in my mind and maybe I should plan to go to college and use my mind instead of my hands.  I am happy to say that after multiple incidents where I tried to use my hands I realized my father was right.  I went to college and after college attended graduate school and was successful in business.  This taught my father the art of motivating someone into a viable career.

I just want all of you to know how hard I worked to mold your Non and Pops into such wonderful people.  I think that is why it took me twenty-seven years to finally grow up and mature.  I could do it all over once more so long as I could start with two wonderful people just like your Non and Pops.  I sure do miss my mom and dad lots.


Another Learning Event for Mom and Dad

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Another time, when I was in grammar school, I choose to run away from my school.  I left the school grounds and tried to find my father, your Pops.  Yes I was in some kind of trouble at school and in fact I was sent to the principal’s office when this thought of running away popped into my head.  So before going to the principal’s office, I left school.  I do not know how long it took me to walk around but somehow I found my dad’s car.  I got into the car to wait for him.  I soon fell asleep and was awaken by my dad.  He explained that the school had called my mom, stating that they did not know where I was and that they were looking for me but that I may have left the school grounds.  My mom then called my dad and she was very worried and wanted my dad to stop working and find her son.  My dad called mom and explained that he had found me and that we were on our way home.  On the drive home I tried my best to explain why I choose to run away from school and my dad listened and only asked questions that helped me explain better.  Soon we were home and my mother flew out the door and picked me up out of the car.  She was telling me how worried she was about me running away.  Next thing I knew she wanted to punish me for running away.  I was then sent to my room and my mom and dad talked about the incident.  Later my dad talked to me some more and explained what I had done that was so bad.  I promised never to run away from school again and I kept my word.  I am sure that this little episode not only changed both of my parent’s life.  It also taught them the understanding that no matter how bad it may sound a bad penny is never lost for long and it always comes back.

Oh yes there was the time when my mom sent me to my room to wait until my father got home.  I knew I was in big trouble because I knew what I had done.  However, in my mind if only I could get to my father first then it would not be so bad because it would be my side of the story he first heard.  This started my escapes from my room so I could run down the street to wait for my dad.  When I saw his car I would flag him down, jump in the car, and start telling him my side of the story.  Again he would listen and when we arrived home I would go into my bedroom and wait.  Later he would come into my room and tell me what I had done wrong and what punishment went with the infraction.  I soon learned that this escape and wait program did not work as I was also being punished for escaping.  It took time but this too helped my father to listen (without laughter) and not be distracted by silly excuses.

Mellowing my Mom and Dad!


At the request of my children and my nephew’s and niece’s I am going to tell some stories about growing up in the Giudicessi Family home.  It is my opinion that these stories must be told before my mind starts to wander or become fuddled with random thoughts. This story will take a few days to complete but I am sure you will want to remember it for all times.  Let me know how much you enjoy my stories.

Your Non and Pops my Mother and Father.

Long before the two people you know as Non and Pops, I knew them as mom and dad.  Yes, I was there before most of you.  There was only one person ahead of me, Maryanne.  However, soon after her birth she spent most of her time at my grandfather and grandmother Federico’s home.  Just like all the other big sisters in the world she was a pain for her much younger brother, John.  Well back to my story about my mother and father.  You should know that in the beginning they were not as perfect as they were to their grandchildren.

They were mellowed over the years just like great wine.  This mellowing did not occur in a small oak barrel, it occurred a little each day over twenty-seven years trying to mature their oldest boy child.  Yes it was your uncle John who blazed a path that provided the necessary trials that changed your Non and Pops into such wonderful people.  Please do not get me wrong, my mom and dad were really good people but to be great you must be tested by fire.  I was the flame heck sometimes I was the furnace in the life of my parents.  Oh yes my sister Maryanne was so busy communicating the stories the teachers wanted her to tell my parents that she had no time to be bad.

I could relate many little stories about me growing up that tested my loving parents.  However, I will just limit it to a few to save time.  I can recall the time, prior to my entering grammar school, when I was behaving like any normal four year old boy and my mother was talking with her mother and sister.  My mom asked me to sit down and to be quiet.  I did, and after thirty or forty seconds went back to my normal behavior.  This continued for some time and the more it continued the more my actions annoyed my mother.  In desperation she chased me from the living room to my bedroom where I was to stay until her guests leave.  That was a fate I could not suffer so I started to cry and scream.  Lucky for me my aunt came to my rescue.  She asked my mother to stop beating me because all she could hear were my screams.  My mother who had not laid a hand or for that matter had not even touched me just looked at her sister and said “I have not touched him yet, but just wait until you leave”.  Well both my grandmother and my aunt left and my mom did not hit me.  This event helped your Non to learn patience.


The Frank & Rose Giudicessi Reunion – Continues

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In the fall of 1946 Frank and Rose were blessed with a beautiful baby boy.

They were speechless with the beauty of this child and as we all know there is something special about the first Italian son born to Italian parents. They choose to name this special young man John Alan, after his grandfather, and thanked God every day for blessing them with such a wonderful boy child. Shortly after the arrival of this child Frank and Rose were provided another boy child. This child was named Samuel, he was named after Rose’s father, but please remember he was the second boy child, not the first, so he could not be as important as first born boy John. We really do not know how (and I am sure that Frank and Rose did not know either) but some time later a fourth child was born to Frank and Rose. This child was a beautiful baby girl named Jessica after Rose’s mother. So as you can see that Frank and Rose Giudicessi Family had begun.

Marianne and her first husband Gary Stephen had three boys Frank, Gary and Brian. Marianne and Gary divorced and after a reasonable time both remarried. Marianne married Bill Corcoran, and they have been very happy for 18 years. John Alan’s and his wife Monica (now deceased) were married for thirty-eight years and had two daughters Deborah and Susan. John’s family now consists of his two daughters, his partner Marti and her two children Alexandra and Chris. Sam’s and his first wife Gail had two children Rose and his deceased son Jerome. His divorced wife Gail will always remain a Giudicessi family member.

Sam and his wife Debbie have been together for many years now. Jessica’s family consists of husband David and their three children, two sons Josh and David, and one daughter Jennifer.

The four children of Frank and Rose Giudicessi and their families would become the initial group to participate in the reunion.

The event takes place at the “Buonarroti Ristorante” in Lincoln, California

starting at 1:30 pm and ending at 4:30 pm. The adult menu comprised of the following:
Garden Salad with House Vinaigrette, Fresh Baked Baguette with garlic butter, and a choice of one of the following entrees:
Three Cheese Ravioli Stuffed with ricotta cheese, mozzarella, and parmesan cheese tossed in our signature red sauce
Chicken Piccata Boneless breast of chicken sautéed in white wine, lemon, garlic, and capers, served with sautéed vegetables
Skirt Steak Marinated in citrus juices, grilled to perfection and topped with fresh gorgonzola cheese. Served with sautéed seasonal vegetables
Followed by your choice of one
Dessert: Tuxedo Mousse Cake, the Lemon Cake was lost so all who ordered it were out of luck.
The Kids Menu
includes a beverage and a scoop of vanilla ice cream and one of the following:
Chicken Strips with French Fries
Spaghetti with garlic butter or red sauce you can add meatballs
Buonarroti’s Mac and Cheese
Cheese Pizza and you can add pepperoni

Frank & Rose Giudicessi family Reunion

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The Frank and Rose Giudicessi first ever family get together

This event was planned months in advance with the hope that as many as possible would attend and have a good time. The planning stage identified just what individuals would be invited to this first ever event. This decision was very important because it determined the approximant number of possible attendees. Frank James Giudicessi married his sweetheart Rose Marie Federico on May 17, 1942 in Des Moines, Iowa.

Young Frank James Giudicessi was waiting to be drafted into the military when he chooses to steal Rose Marie Federico’s heart. Rose Marie Federico also 19 was engaged to marry Vince Indaverri. Frank and Rose both grew up in Des Moines, Iowa, on the same street and just a few houses apart. In my talks with my father, Frank, there was only one woman in the whole world for him and that was Rose Marie. Well I do not know all of the details but Rose broke her engagement to Vince and after a short engagement with Frank they did marry and the start of the Frank and Rose Giudicessi family had started. With their marriage blessed they were ready to start their family.

To give you just a little history, Frank James Giudicessi was the first son born to John Batista and Mary Giudicessi. Frank had an older sister, Grace and a younger brother, Jim. Rose Marie Federico was born to Samuel and Jessiimina Federico. Rose had one sister, Connie and five brothers Sam, Charles, Dominic, James, and Leonard. Here it is important to point out that in addition to Frank and Rose getting married, Rose’s brother James married Frank’s sister Grace. They too had four children, two boys and two girls.

Soon after their marriage they moved to San Francisco, California. Prior to being drafted, Frank and Rose were blessed with their first child Marianne. Soon after the birth of Marianne, Frank was drafted and entered the Navy to do his part in support of World War II. Rose stayed behind in California waiting for Frank’s letters and his return. It seemed like it took forever but the war finally ended and Frank returned home to his sweetheart and wife Rose Marie Giudicessi. They were now ready to restart their marriage and family. Oh yes they brought Marianne along too.

Sam Giudicessi's Family with John as Sam's stand in.