Eggs Well Peppered

Gino (10) peppered his fried eggs as his dad remarked: “My father took his eggs like you. Almost black.” Gino stored this and many other facts about his hardworking grandfather, dead 20 years before his birth, Granddad had immigrated to America penniless, then worked his way relentlessly upward.

Gino always peppered his eggs, and even harder and longer recently, encountering growing anti-immigrant rant in print and on air.

Making his own way, he had absorbed this in his very core: His intrepid ancestor had opened the doors wide, gifted him much more than enduring taste for fried eggs, well peppered.