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Returning to Italy for the first time since the 1930s…

Part 2 – Il grande viaggio 1975… 50 years since Nanna Francesca and Nonno Anni took their ‘big trip’ overseas.

For this instalment, one photograph stands out – when Nonno Anni returns to Fossa more than three decades after emigrating to Australia. I wrote about this in Joe’s Fruit Shop and Milk Bar, in the chapter ‘Orange Drink – 6d’ and looking at this photograph again now, it takes me right back to sitting at the kitchen table when Nonno Anni handed me this picture and spoke of returning to his beloved Fossa for that first time. I can still smell the brewed coffee, feel the biscuit crumbs on the tablecloth, and see the tears in his eyes…

‘It seemed the entire village came out into the street when we arrived in Fossa,’ Nonno Anni shakes his head, marvelling. And having stood in that lane, I can almost hear the clunking open of shutters and doors, footsteps on stone.

He shows me a photograph of the return – Nonno Anni in his travelling suit, kneeling on the cobblestones surrounded by dozens of villagers clustered around him, many reaching out with a hand on his shoulders, his arms, his back. The emotion in his face is pure. They never forgot him, enveloping him back into their village family. Several decades of poverty, migration, and the war had forever split an entire village. A period short in historical terms but long for those living through it, and everlasting in that there would forever be those who went beyond the mountains and those who stayed encircled by them.

The younger people in the photograph must’ve been thinking, ‘who are these people?’ but it’s clear the older people knew. It’s lovely how they embraced Nanna Francesca also, though she wasn’t from Fossa or Abruzzo. Of course, she too was very keen to see her family house again in Calabria, but that is in the next part of their travels… Buon Viaggio! 💛🌠

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Forte e gentile… fifteen years after the earthquake

It is fifteen years since the 6.3-magnitude earthquake that struck Abruzzo at 3.32am on 6 April 2009, taking the lives of 309 people and leaving 70,000 homeless in around fifty-six towns. My heart is with those who lost so much… the victims, their loved ones, all those who were displaced, the many still working hard to recover and rebuild in the long years following.

I’m often asked by those who’ve read of the earthquake in my books how Fossa is now and what happened to the centuries-old house lived in by generations of my family that I was so fortunate to have stayed in too. Well, the house remains damaged, as it was the day of the earthquake, since looted and at the mercy of the elements. I’m unsure of its future at this stage, that is in other hands. Where it sits in the worst hit, ‘zono rosso’, red zone of Fossa largely remains empty and often called a ‘ghost town’. However! I’m very pleased to say that in parts of Fossa, especially around the outskirts, there is reconstruction work being done and people are returning to the town. I always held hope this would happen and it’s truly wonderful to see it seems to be. Che possa continuare!!

So in the spirit of the town’s hopeful return, I thought I’d share this photo from when Nanna Francesca and Nonno Anni were there in 1975 and Fossa was bustling and lively with much going on. I can’t be certain of the festival but I’m guessing San Antonio – perhaps someone recognises it. The parade is coming down towards the bar and main piazza (I can see Nanna Francesca beaming!) and it’s wonderful it appears pretty much the entire village are involved, all ages. Fossa has long been a thriving, beautiful town and has so much history. I look forward with much hope to its dwellings and streets being full of life like this once again along with all those across Abruzzo. ❤️🌠

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