|Nonny's house where my brothers grew up (post-renovations)|
Here is "How Dino leveraged a paper route into a Ferrari" (as told by cousin Robbie and now retold in my own words):
|Can you guess which one is Dino?|
With that money, before he had a driver's license, he bought his first beat-up car. He then fixed that car up, and sold it. With the proceeds he bought the first car he could drive.
A Morgan. Not your typical car for a high school student!!! Who drives a Morgan to High School? Dino!
But the story doesn't stop there. At some point, when he was a kid, he and my brother, Ron, were in Siena, Italy visiting Nonno and Nonna (their grandparents) and Nonno (Grandpa) thought that boys should have a hobby, and he started them collecting stamps. They visited a little stamp shop and each of them purchased some stamps (and this is where the story has multiple versions, see below) which they brought back to America.
According to Robbie, Dino picked rare Vatican stamps that were worth a fortune ($40,000). Ron's stamps? "Not so much"***
So Dino sold the Morgan, sold the stamps and bought a Ferrari. How many teenagers in Elmira, New York (or anywhere?) had a Ferrari in the late 1960s? One.
Dino went on to fix up and sell Ferraris for a living. I never thought of Dino as the family's greatest Capitalist.
Add it to his long list of wonderful attributes. Wonder what he'd be doing today?
(My father tells this slightly differently: he says that Ron's stamps were also valuable. According to my Dad, Ron also had Vatican stamps (I heard that they were birds or flowers). These were in a safety deposit box that was ruined in a flood in 1972. My mom spent a lot of time trying to get insurance payment for these stamps, and apparently she got some money but not their true value. At any rate, not enough to buy a sports car.)