Twenty-one years ago a boatload of bewildered Italian immigrants sifted through the mill of Ellis Island. One of the number was swarthy, stocky Fortunate Manure, a Sicilian. In the United States Fortunato Manure did not do so badly. He raised a family of seven children, worked as a laborer at various jobs, was able to act enough like a U. S. citizen to get himself a U. S. passport, but the Depression of 1929 left him without a job. One son found work in Philadelphia, the rest of the Manure family in 1931...
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