Monday, March 26, 2007
From Mepron to Melilli: My Pharmacist, My 3rd Cousin
I was at my local CVS picking up a Mepron and Azithromycin script. The
pharmacist told me that the Mepron was on order.
He asked me which part of Italy my family is from. "Sicily", I responded. "Me too", he replied. "Where?" I asked. "Melilli, we have the same last name".
"Oh, you must be from Middletown, CT...that is where they all settled. We have a cousin there." I mentioned the name. He said "Yes, there are five. One is my grandfather". "Our cousin is husband to Barbara and father to two daughters" , I added. "Yes, Angela is my mother", he chuckled.
And there it was, my pharmacist is my third cousin. He was in Melilli 2 years ago and I was there 1 year ago. Here is a photo of Mount Aetna from that trip.
I live in a city where there are more than 1/2 of a million people. These odds are rather slim.
Another gift, courtesy of the co-infection Babesia.
pharmacist told me that the Mepron was on order.
He asked me which part of Italy my family is from. "Sicily", I responded. "Me too", he replied. "Where?" I asked. "Melilli, we have the same last name".
"Oh, you must be from Middletown, CT...that is where they all settled. We have a cousin there." I mentioned the name. He said "Yes, there are five. One is my grandfather". "Our cousin is husband to Barbara and father to two daughters" , I added. "Yes, Angela is my mother", he chuckled.
And there it was, my pharmacist is my third cousin. He was in Melilli 2 years ago and I was there 1 year ago. Here is a photo of Mount Aetna from that trip.
I live in a city where there are more than 1/2 of a million people. These odds are rather slim.
Another gift, courtesy of the co-infection Babesia.