[Glenn]

I also come from an Italian family, where my father ruled the kitchen, and loved to cook. I was no longer living at home when he died suddenly, and stopped by the house to pick something up. He was cooking dinner with the new stove he just bought, and asked me if I wanted something to eat. I was in a hurry and left, not knowing he would be gone by the next morning, and that would be the last time I would see him. The day after, around three in the morning, I was sitting alone in the kitchen thinking about him, and how I should'nt have left so fast, when suddenly I heard the click click click of the new electronic stove turning on, and then I heard the whoosh of the oven fire up! I was in my twenties, but when I heard that, I was so freaked out, that I flew out of the chair and ran to the bedroom where my mom was sleeping, and crawled in bed with her lol.