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Alexander Mugnai
at St.Marys School for Boys 1920-1926
at St.Marys School for Boys 1920-1926
My father nor my uncle ever repeated any of their experiences at St Mary's. What it felt like to lose your father and be taken away from your mother. I can not imagine!
The only mention was that they were in an orphanage at St. Mary's..
Now, I am sure you find it odd we didn't persist in asking more about it, but then they made no reference's or big deal's about that period in their lives.
I can truly say that my father and I am sure my uncle never used this experience as leverage or a demeanor against us. If maybe they had just once said to us "you don't know what it was like"....
It might have opened the door into questioning what was what like...
My father was in St Mary's from 1920-1926 (ages 8-16) released to help my grandmother by securing a job. Then in 1934 joined the CCC's building roads and bridges for the government (again sending money back to my grandmother). They knew they had responsibilities to their families and were expected to take care of those they were responsible for. Which they did..
Now what happened in the years between is a part of his history that is gone. But, we still have our memories of us growing up with him.
In our eyes our father was a great man. He was our mentor, our handy man, our protector, our provider and most definitely our ruler. He was our "father" . He had all the rights that came with that title and no question was ever asked as to who gave him that authority. He expected and deserved our respect, which we gave him without question.
He was also the strong arm behind our mother. If my mother gave him the word on you, it was the final word. Our parents stuck together. No conflict of interest in our house. As the saying went from the Pharoah "Let it be written, Let it be done". No more be said.
Our father's very actions were the expressions of a man that really lives and loves his family. He was bigger than life to us and we were proud to have him as our father. In our eyes he was man's man....
How lucky we were and how we know it!
Would we change anything? I don't know, maybe the answer is yes. Just maybe we could have asked more about his life.....
The legacy of this man is his children. Even though he was a private man, I think he would have been honored being lovingly remembered with this tribute to him and our ancestors.
We think of him with fondness and love everyday. He was our hero........
We Love you Daddy !
The only mention was that they were in an orphanage at St. Mary's..
Now, I am sure you find it odd we didn't persist in asking more about it, but then they made no reference's or big deal's about that period in their lives.
I can truly say that my father and I am sure my uncle never used this experience as leverage or a demeanor against us. If maybe they had just once said to us "you don't know what it was like"....
It might have opened the door into questioning what was what like...
My father was in St Mary's from 1920-1926 (ages 8-16) released to help my grandmother by securing a job. Then in 1934 joined the CCC's building roads and bridges for the government (again sending money back to my grandmother). They knew they had responsibilities to their families and were expected to take care of those they were responsible for. Which they did..
Now what happened in the years between is a part of his history that is gone. But, we still have our memories of us growing up with him.
In our eyes our father was a great man. He was our mentor, our handy man, our protector, our provider and most definitely our ruler. He was our "father" . He had all the rights that came with that title and no question was ever asked as to who gave him that authority. He expected and deserved our respect, which we gave him without question.
He was also the strong arm behind our mother. If my mother gave him the word on you, it was the final word. Our parents stuck together. No conflict of interest in our house. As the saying went from the Pharoah "Let it be written, Let it be done". No more be said.
Our father's very actions were the expressions of a man that really lives and loves his family. He was bigger than life to us and we were proud to have him as our father. In our eyes he was man's man....
How lucky we were and how we know it!
Would we change anything? I don't know, maybe the answer is yes. Just maybe we could have asked more about his life.....
The legacy of this man is his children. Even though he was a private man, I think he would have been honored being lovingly remembered with this tribute to him and our ancestors.
We think of him with fondness and love everyday. He was our hero........
We Love you Daddy !