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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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…sulla spiaggia di Palmi, 1950

“Ricordo del 26 July 1950 sulla spiaggia di Palmi – Memory of 26 July 1950 on the beach of Palmi…”

Sent to my grandparents from relatives in Italy during the 1950s, these beautiful photographs with their fleeting, heartfelt messages written on the back say a lot about the sacrifice of migration. Yes, that courage to go to the other side of the world brought much-needed opportunity and prosperity, as well as new friends and family. And yet, there was so much that had to be left behind too, loved ones, ancestral homes no matter how modest, centuries and generations of history and belonging.

To think of the fragility of such photographs criss-crossing the world sent with love and a need to keep family ties strong, well, it both warms my heart and makes it break a little, if I’m honest. These photographs were taken in Palmi, Calabria and Fossa, Abruzzo, Nanna Francesca and Nonno Anni’s birth towns and I wonder how they must have felt when they received them from their loved ones, Vincenzo, Pierina and Luigi.

I know this tradition kept on at least until the 1970s since Nanna would get me, as a child, to pose for photos to send to Italy. Back then, I couldn’t understand why she’d be sending a photo of me to some far-off relatives I’d never met. Now, it is quite amazing and beautiful to think how, for many decades, families between two countries on far sides of the world kept close in this way. 🖤📸

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