Ragucci, Joseph – “there goes the wheel”

(Recollections of Joe Ragucci – recorded 1/10/2005 by Joe Ragucci)
On the VW, the wheel was connected to the axle with a geared spline and was held in place with a simple cotter pin.  The axle was hard metal but the wheel was soft.  So if you didn’t tighten the wheel tight enough – or if the cotter pin broke, the axle would wear away the gears on the wheel.  Eventually, the wheel wouldn’t turn because there were no more gears left.  This happened several times.  However, the worse situation was one day I was driving in Woodbridge down Green Street toward the Rt 35 intersection when all of a sudden I felt a thump and the rear of the car dropped suddenly. I hit the brakes and nothing happened.  I was still moving rapidly toward the intersection which was now a red light.  I steered the car to the curb and kept driving into the curb to slow down which eventually worked.  What had happened was the cotter pin broke, the wheel came off of the axle but was jammed under the large fenders which kept the car upright.  What a fright that was!

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Ragucci, Joseph – “my first VW bug”

(Recollections of Joe Ragucci – recorded 1/10/2005 by Joe Ragucci)
When Joe turned 16 he started looking for ways to get a car.  Dolores had an old 1956 VW convertible that had been sitting in her garage for years.  So in the summer of 1964, she gave it to Joe, but unfortunately it was in terrible shape.  So Joe and his father worked all summer to restore it to working condition. Continue reading

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Ragucci, Dominic – “strange encounter”

Before Dominic left for the war, he was engaged to a woman named Rose from Elizabeth (not his future wife, Rose Nardi).  He did not want to marry this Rose, so he never told her when he returned from the war.  She assumed that he had died in the war.  About 50 years later, Dominic was having dinner by himself at the Turkey Farm in Chester NJ.  As he waited for his table, a woman ran up to him, threw her arms around him, and said “Dominic!  I thought you were dead!”  It was Rose who recognized him 50 years later!  Although Dominic initially swore that it was not the same woman, she knew a great many details about his life 50 years ago.

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Ragucci, Anthony Sr – “Halloween Float”

(Recollections of Joe Ragucci – recorded 1/10/2005 by Joe Ragucci)

Uncle Tony and Aunt Priscilla’s cellar was the gathering place for several teenagers.  In particular, Tony Jr., Joe, Linda, Frank Cundari, and Billy Capik.  Among other things we used to listen to and sing to popular music of the time.

In the summer of 1965, Uncle Tony decided to help us build a float for the Halloween Parade in Woodbridge.  Continue reading

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Ragucci, Anthony Sr. – “bouncing box ?”

When Tony was young, his brother, Dominic and some others were playing with a big empty box.  They decided to put young Tony in the box and bring it up on the porch. They then pushed the box off the porch with Tony inside to see if he would bounce when he hit the grown.  Obviously, they were wrong and instead of bouncing, Tony got a broken arm.

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Ragucci, Rose Nardi – “Aunt Ann recollections”

Recollections by Ann Nardi Kusklyk (sister), recorded by Joe Ragucci (Sept 2008):: 
Aunt Ann remembers being so afraid of her father.  But her sister Rose wasn’t afraid. When he would turn his back, Rose would salute him with “heil-hitler”.  But he never understood that she was insulting him with this action calling him a tyrant.

Aunt Ann would tell us how, even though she was older, her sister Rose was the one she would follow to go out at night.   She was always afraid because her father was so strict.  But her sister Rose wouldn’t let that stop her.  The sneaked out and, many times when they returned, her father would hit them.  Rose just laughed it off because she wouldn’t let him stop her.

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Ragucci-Cook, Rosalie – The night Santa didn’t come

Every child is anxious for Christmas morning.  Awakening to see the presents under the tree is every child’s dream come true.  One Christmas Eve when I (Rosalie) was 5 or 6 years old, I woke up and assumed that it must be Christmas morning already.  I snuck out of my bedroom and crept to the stairs to peek at the tree.  I was devestated when I saw that the tree was empty and there were no presents!  I remember looking in the stockings for coal.  I couldn’t understand why there was no coal and no presents. Continue reading

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