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ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

In 1997, I had the good fortune of meeting Philip V. Cannistraro at the Graduate Center at The City University of New York. One of the leading scholars in Italian American history, Phil took an immediate interest in my work on ethnicity and race. Although Phil passed away much too soon in 2005, it is not an understatement to say this book could have never been published without him. He consistently provided keen advice, insightful comments, and much-needed encouragement. His generosity as a scholar and mentor continue to inspire me to provide the same guidance for my students. I am eternally grateful to have called him my friend.

I am also indebted to Carol Berkin, who has bravely served as my unofficial adviser and sage after Phil’s passing. Simply put, Carol has always been there when I needed her. Whether she was reading chapters of the manuscript, offering her expertise in the realm of academia, or lending an ear to my neurotic ramblings, Carol’s kindness is truly extraordinary. There are many others who have made this book a reality. I owe a great debt to David Roediger, whose own work has inspired the way I interpret and read history. In 2006, he reassured me that a book centered on the Italian language press and race would be not only worthwhile but a welcome addition to the literature. At a very delicate time in my life, his confidence in the project proved vital to my going forward. Heartfelt thanks go to Mary Anne Trasciatti and the late Nunzio Pernicone, who both read through the manuscript during its early stages, offering invaluable advice. A host of other scholars have read specific chapters, provided insightful comments, and offered pointed critiques or suggestions about sources or methodology. The book is much better due to their generosity. Special thanks go to Fred Gardaphe, Michael Topp, Donna Gabaccia, Anthony Tamburri, Thomas Guglielmo, the late Rudolph Vecoli, Peter Carravetta, Stanislao Pugliese, and Bill Connell.

Many more people and institutions made this book possible. I am deeply indebted to New York University Press, especially Kim Phillips, Dan Bender, and former editor Deborah Gershenowitz for believing in this project. I would also like to thank current editor Clara Platter and editorial assistant Constance Grady for their hard work, assistance, and patience. I am very grateful for the funding and support I have received throughout this process. Awards such as the E. P. Thompson Fellowship and Mario Capelloni Fellowship from the Graduate Center/CUNY, along with grants from the National Italian American Foundation, helped me complete the initial stages of my research. Grants from the Professional Staff Congress/CUNY in the form of a PSC-CUNY Research Award, as well as being selected to participate in the CUNY Faculty Fellowship Publication Program, proved immeasurable in shaping the book into its current form. Thanks to my fellow FFPP members for their comments, especially Virginia Sanchez-Korrol, Kathy Lopez, and Cindy Lobel. I also would like to thank the staff at the Immigration Research History Center at the University of Minnesota, especially Sara Wakefield, for their assistance during my visit. Additionally, thanks to the staff at the New York Public Library and the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture for their patience while I spent months immersed in microfilmed Italian language newspapers. Many thanks to the archivists at Tulane University and the University of New Orleans, as well as the staff at the Archivio Storico del Ministero degli Affari Esteri in Rome, Italy.

Special thanks are also extended to the many friends and family members who were instrumental in pushing me along during the wearisome process of writing and researching. My Graduate Center posse and dear friends Cindy Lobel, Delia Mellis, Erica Ball, Kathy Feeley, and Terence Kissack offered plenty of advice, suggestions, and comedic interludes during the process. I am so appreciative for having met them. I thank David Aliano for his friendship and support, as well as some helpful translations. Thanks to Jeffrey Trask, who opened his apartment to our writing group; the time spent there proved instrumental in completing two chapters. I have also benefited from the support of colleagues and friends in the History Department at Queens College/CUNY, especially Joel Allen, Sarah Covington, Premilla Nadasen, and Frank Warren. Many thanks to Augusto Pasquariello, who tirelessly translated hundreds of Italian language newspaper articles without complaint. Thanks also to Nella Giusto, who spent her vacation in New York City helping with translations as well. Sometimes you meet special people along the way, often for brief periods, who influence the trajectory of your future. One such person is Richard DiMedia. I thank him for his inspiration in the classroom and his belief that I could pursue and earn a PhD in history. Hratch and Leslie Zadoian are two people who have remained influential in my life and whose friendship I treasure. Hratch continues to be an endless source of knowledge, wisdom, and humor. I am a better person for knowing him.

Finally, deep gratitude goes to my family, on both the Vellon and Pasquariello sides. Thanks to my brothers, Michael and Steven, and my sister, Kathleen, for always having my back. My many sisters and brothers through marriage—Maryann, Mary, Adrienne, Giovanna, Carmine, and Saverio—provided unwavering support. Special gratitude goes to my father-in-law, Augusto Pasquariello, and my mother-in-law, Maria, for caring for me like their own son. Rose, my best friend, confidante, therapist, and (probably her most difficult role) spouse, has been with me since the beginning of this long, long journey. She has selflessly read through chapter after chapter, offered crucial advice, and helped me through the inevitable intellectual dead ends along the way. Her unyielding emotional and spiritual support over the past twenty-three years has carried me to places I didn’t think possible. Simply put, she has made me a better person. To paraphrase Walt Whitman: “We were together. I forget the rest.” My two unique and special boys, Jack and Luca, have literally grown up with this book. At various times they have proved to be a welcome diversion from the rigors of research and writing and have filled my life with unimaginable joy, humor, goofiness, and stress. They will never know how much it meant to me to see them so excited over this book’s eventual publication. This book is for them as proof that hard work and perseverance never go unrewarded.

Tempering the excitement of the book’s publication is the absence of loved ones no longer with us. My nephew Michael Vellon recently passed after a long battle with cancer. His unflinching courage and audacious enthusiasm to persist despite the enormous odds have been awe-inspiring. He was taken much too soon and is deeply missed. My father, Philip, and my mother, Anna, passed away in 2006 within eight months of each other. Coming from blue-collar backgrounds, no doubt they were initially confused about my pursuit of a PhD. Over time, however, I think they grew proud of what I had achieved. I wish they could have held on to see this book, as I wished they could have stayed longer to see my children grow up. The book is written in their memory.