When a young Alessandra Biaggi climbed into the oversized chair at her grandfather’s dining room table, the word “dynasty” wasn’t even in her vocabulary. For her, Mario Biaggi wasn't a congressman. He wasn’t one of the most powerful men in the Bronx at the time. He was simply grandpa. Conversations and outright debate would criss-cross that table, and Alessandra would listen to every word. She might not have understood much of what was discussed, but she knew what was happening there, it was important.
By KIRSTYN BRENDLEN, ROSE BRENNAN, MICHAEL HINMAN & PETE JANNY | 10/10/20