Questo posto, dove ho normalmente trovare la pace e tranquillità, ora porta solo dolore e frustrazione.


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Too early

It started on a NATO military installation with you wanting to learn English and me Italian.  An unlikely pair – you serving your 10-month obligation in the Italian military while I was the career soldier.  Did anyone know that brief encounter would last nearly 40 years or we would refer to the other as “my brother”.

Home for both of us was here or there for we are one family.  I have always enjoyed returning to this vineyard in Italy.  Not for the food or the wine, it is a place of peace, tranquility and friendship for the past 40 years.

La Maddalena

You are the younger, inexperienced man, with no exposure to the ravages of war or its cancers yet it is you, my younger brother,  who’s health is failing.  I am the one who had cancer, not you.  You are too young to have lost your eyesight, no longer able to lovingly tend your vineyards, olive trees and orchards.  I have no such responsibilities yet I can see and without hesitation would give you my eyes.
This trip comes too soon.  I am not ready and I don’t want to go.  Even though they didn’t ask the phone call said it all.
There will not be another “a piu tardi grande amico mio”.
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for I am not a princess

Close your eyes and listen . . .

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Dallas, et al.

“Returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.” — Martin Luther King, Jr.

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Visiting Italy (part one of ???)

“The gentle reader will never, never know what a consummate ass he can become until he goes abroad. I speak now, of course, in the supposition that the gentle reader has not been abroad, and therefore is not already a consummate ass. If the case be otherwise, I beg his pardon and extend to him the cordial hand of fellowship and call him brother.” – Mark Twain
Innocents Abroad

A few years ago while preparing for a trip to Europe our grandson asked if there was room in one of our suitcases for him.  In the years that have since passed he has grown in to a mature, responsible young man of whom we are very proud.  We decided we would take him to Italy as a graduation present with his only responsibility selecting where and what he wanted to do and see.

I am not certain which passed quicker, the time spent planning the trip or the actual trip.  There was a time not too long ago where you could walk into almost any museum or art gallery with little or no wait.  Now it seems as if every tourist attraction to include the Cinque Terre now have an online reservation system.  This is nice as you can better plan your trip and not wait in long lines.

These photos are along the wall going to the  Vatican Museum in 2005.  There is an equally as long line after you turn left in the first photo and you can see the line curve to the left in the second photo.  Also, do you see the raised umbrella (closed) in the lower right of the first photo and the three scarves (one green and two red) in the second photo.  Those are tour groups in the same line you are in.  Image the amount of lost time waiting in line before automating the ticketing process.

Some of the reservations were made a day or two before once we were in Italy and as our schedule firmed up and one not planned just walked up to us.

Leonardo da Vinci’s “Cenacolo Vinciano” (The Last Supper in the convent of Santa Maria delle Grazie, Milano, Italy)


Our itinerary with hotel stops – Milano, Abano Terme, Venezia, Firenze, the Republic of San Marino, Assisi, Rieti and Roma.  We spent time in Milano, Gerola Alta (where they make Bitto – the oldest aged cheese in Italy), Verona, Vicenza, Marostica, Bassano del Grappa, Venezia, Firenze, Siena, Pisa, the Republic of San Marino, Assisi, Rieti (the umbilicus of Italy) Roma, Vatican City and Ostia Antica.

More on the trip and photos to follow.  Ciao e buona notte.  🙂

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Where am I

image.jpegI will, regretfully, be home soon.

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a ‘thank you’ to Inner Ramblings Boulevard

If you don’t follow this gifted and talented lady you should. She will eventually touch every part of one’s anima with a gentle touch or the savagery of a feasting great white shark.

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