I'm told that my grandfather's brother, Giovanni, lived in this house with his wife when my aunts and uncle went to visit Sicily in 2002. We think it may be the house in which my grandfather lived before he came to America.
This is the fig tree my grandfather planted when I was a child and is still in my parents' backyard. It bore fruit for the first time when I was about six. I thought the dark, miniature pear shaped fruit looked disgusting, until I tasted one. This tree will be three times its current size in August when it bears fruit and then trimmed back and covered for the winter. It has been a long time since I have eaten a fig from this tree,
but I am told that it is now fig season in Sicily and I can't wait...
My mom recently found a list that my grandfather, Antonio, had written in an attempt to document his family tree. I plan to bring a copy with me to Sicily and (hopefully) get more information about all the people listed.
I had the chance to spend some time with my mom's family on Saturday for an annual Father's Day gathering. Aunt Ellie, Uncle Joe, and Aunt Mary brought some pictures and told me some stories about the day they spent in our family's village in Sicily five years ago. They shared a picture of my grandfather's brother, Giovanni, and his wife. For years my grandfather (Antonio) would talk about his brother in Sicily and everyone thought he was simply confused, but when my aunts and uncle somewhat unintentionally found our relatives, there he was. We believe he has sinced passed away given he was 93 when they visited in 2002 and I got word that the house he lived in is now abandoned.
I am leaving for Italy in a few days (to meet my relatives and do a bit of traveling) but I'm headed east this afternoon. When I get to Italy I have no idea whether I will have consistent access to a computer but I thought I would try to post when I can. Enjoy the summer.

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