Many people think that I am of Italian heritage because my last name ends with the letter O. While I love Rome, pizza and pasta, that's not the truth.
My father was 100 percent Russian Ukrainian. My grandparents went through Ellis Island in the 1920s. Our name wasn't Komando then; it was a much longer version.
My grandparents spoke no English, and, as my grandmother told me, the lines were long at Ellis Island and it was hot. The clerk quickly wrote the first part of our last name and pushed them to the next line. Komando it was!
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