Someone, like our mother’s grandfather, come back from Montevideo to get his family
and take it with him to Uruguay, never left again: on the ship dead
people were given to the deep water of the Ocean for fear of
epidemics, and this anchored him to Calabria forever.
After passing
Ellis Island, we have known nothing about some others, until ten
years ago, when some of their descendants contacted us by email from
varied areas of USA and Canada.
Once in touch, our
stories met and at last the missing plugs
came back to their places. Their hunger for
information, honestly, was three times greater than our, so that we were influenced.
We made research for
them in the native towns of their ancestors (parents, grandparents,
great-grandparents, etc.) and it was fantastic.
All this has
enormously enriched us, and since then we have been placing our competences and our privileged logistic position in the genealogic
research of information and materials about one’s ancestors at
people’s disposal.
