Mothers Cousin II

Johnny Bath Beach was a cousin.
He came to mind when I buried my mother.

Johnny was part of the family on
Elizabeth Street in Little Italy.
Then one day he mysteriously
moved out to Bath Beach
in Brooklyn.

Now, Johnny always seemed like a nice guy,
and I always figured he was some sort
of relative.

Anyway, we did not see much of him,
but we heard a lot about him.

You see, Johnny was a made-guy.

As a kid, I always boasted of having
a made-guy as a relative.
It was a Sicilian thing.

At a family gathering,
someone inquired about Johnny,
not having heard from him in awhile.
Then someone says, that they have not
seen Johnny for awhile.
All nodded.

That too, was a Sicilian thing.

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