Zio Tony was constantly part of our thought, here in Italy we think a lot about you all.
I will never forget the first day I met him, he was so happy to meet his sister's granddaughter.
He, and Zia Maria took care of me everytime I went in the US. I will never forget the way he used to tell stories, the way he took care of his garden always fighting all the animals of the forest.
So many beautiful memories. Thank you.
Zio Tony I tried so hard to see you once again and I failed. But I will come back because we are family as you always told me.
Me, papà Giovanni, mamma Alessandra, Riccardo, Fabio and baby Dario you all didn't meet yet are hugging you all.
Sara