For Kim Addonizio MacQueen, growing up in the sunny South Florida of the 1970s meant squeezing in the back of the family Caddy for weekly 45-minute drives down I-95 to Miami, where the whole family sat for hours at the throne of her grandmother's marathon Italian dinners. The only real problem was that not everybody at the table was Italian. As the daughter of a Neapolitan father and a WASP mother who didn't like Italians, Addonizio grew up watching the two sides of her family stonewall each other for decades. It meant she had to investigate, as an adult, a lot of family stories that never got passed down to the children.
