My little sister was a big surprise in our family. One could say she is and always will be our greatest blessing, one that, however, my parents were not planning on. This meant that from the time she was born our vacations had to be… ahem. Cheaper. So, every year between 1973 and 1981 (and beyond, 1981 was my last summer with them) my family spent our summer vacations in the house built by my grandfather in the village in Italy where my dad was born and his family originated in. While enjoying the scenery and the tranquillity of the place among a few sight-seeing trips, we used to go visit his uncles and aunts, now quite old (some even approaching the century mark). My grandparents had about a dozen siblings combined, most of which lived a very long life, and at the time, while I was bored to tears visiting with oldRead More →