Day 2

This was one of my favorite days. I saw so many fun things, and not a single one of them are famous but they are all family related. After breakfast at the house, where I drank my first cappuccino (yes I did drink coffee and it consisted of half coffee, half milk, and a few scoops of sugar), Nonno and I went for a walk to the town he was born called Saldina. It was about a 20 minute walk away and consisted probably of about 6 or 7 houses.

Now, the house looks beautiful now but when Nonno lived there, it had a lot less windows, it was smaller, no pretty flowers, the kitchen was outside, and there definitely was no bathroom. However, the second floor window was the room he was born in. As we walked around this man started speaking to Nonno and apparently they remembered each other. I'm not sure what else was said considering I could not understand anything, but it was just fun to see Nonno so social.

After the morning chores were complete, including feeding the cows, chickens, rabbits, we ventured over to a village called Saint Giuseppe, where my Dad was born.

The top picture is of Nonno and myself in front of the house and the picture below is of the well in the backyard that my Nonno dug when they moved in around 1937. Clearly it has been out of use for quite some time. Just up the road a bit is my Uncle or Zio's house in Querchia.

Zio Renaldo is the man seated in the center. One of my many cousins Dario is the man on the right. My Zio is 2 years older than my Nonno and is showing the first signs of Alzheimer's Disease. We also went to visit my Zia Nella who is 2 years younger than my Nonno, however I forgot to take a picture. She is a hoot! Her voice is your typical Italian grandmother. Didn't understand a single word she said, but it was fun just listening to her.