I was the first member of my family to go to college. My graduating from college was probably one of the most satisfying days of my Nana and Papa’s lives. One of their own had a college degree. The peasants from the farms of Southern Italy now had a piece of the American Dream. It took decades and a couple of generations, but they were patient. The smiles on their faces said it all. All the work, all the degradation, pushing through being told they would never amount to anything, was worth it all.