After finding my roots in the tiny fishing village of Lacco Ameno, Ischia, I became a dual citizen and was beckoned to live in the country that my family had to abandon in 1904. They would never live to know that their dream would be fulfilled through their children. They would never live to know that a century and three generations later, the circle would be completed, returning one of their children back, to love as they never could, the land that was once theirs.
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Thursday, August 29, 2013
Welcome Back, Florence
What a great sight to come home to. The baby carriages are back in the building. The streets are alive again. Men in business suits, mammas toting kids on the bikes to school. it was like a bomb hit Florence, never thought it would come back but it does. Still cannot believe how a city that was completely stagnant, silent a couple of weeks ago can be so filled with energy and passion. So glad that everyone's home again. Chatter out my window. The lights are on again, traffic, motorini. Summer is over.
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