From left to right:
Angelo Licata, Ralph Lubrono, Giovani Romano, Mario Feola, Nuncio Illiano and Giuseppe Coppola
Carroll Park, 2011
Angelo Licata, Ralph Lubrono, Giovani Romano, Mario Feola, Nuncio Illiano and Giuseppe Coppola
Carroll Park, 2011
Years ago, just like clockwork, the Italian bocce guys of Carroll Park would re-appear on the first nice spring days in the neighborhood, just as dependably as the daffodils and the ice cream truck.
They would spend hours meticulously grooming the court before the first game of the season, play and argue over the score, and then spend the rest of the afternoon chatting away.
Sadly, these last few years, the bocce courts have remained empty as the older generation has passed away and many of Carroll Gardens' next Italian/American generation has moved away.
I was reminded of these lovely Italian gentlemen when someone stumbled onto the photos recently and reposted them on Facebook.
Though some Carroll Gardeners newcomers sometimes play bocce or pétanque, its French equivalent, in our neighborhood park, spring just hasn't been quite the same these past few years.
The empty bocce court as I walked through Carroll Park today
The empty bocce court as I walked through Carroll Park today