My father’s parents came here at the end of the 1900s like so many other immigrants. They came here separately four years apart and came from the same region in Italy, just south of the Amalfi coast. I asked my dad why they had come here, and he relayed that southern Italy was very poor, not the tourist attraction that it is today, and there was little prospect of improvement.
My grandparents married here in America, had six kids (my father being the youngest) and bought a house in 1922. My father was born in the house in 1928, and with the exception of two years of military service, and one year after getting married, spent his entire life living in that house. Next year, 2022, will mark the 100th anniversary of the house being in the