Comments on: My Italian (and Greek!) Heritage http://colleenfmcguire.com/2008/11/21/my-italian-and-greek-heritage/ Tue, 02 Feb 2010 05:48:29 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.com/ By: loopdoop http://colleenfmcguire.com/2008/11/21/my-italian-and-greek-heritage/#comment-63 loopdoop Thu, 03 Dec 2009 15:30:31 +0000 http://greececyclinggoddess.wordpress.com/?p=324#comment-63 Great read! thx Great read! thx

]]> By: Richard Miller http://colleenfmcguire.com/2008/11/21/my-italian-and-greek-heritage/#comment-20 Richard Miller Sun, 31 May 2009 18:19:29 +0000 http://greececyclinggoddess.wordpress.com/?p=324#comment-20 Hi, Colleen My grandmother was from Corfinio. And as a matter of fact, that lovely lady that you appear to be sorting tomatoes with is my cousin, Maria. I am going to send the photo, and the article, to her. She does not speak or read English, but there is a fellow in town who can help her with it. My wife and I have been to Corfinio, as well as Cocullo, not too far away, and which is where my grandfather came from, several times (his name was Emilio Lisciotti). The last time, a few years ago, we brought my sister and her daughter along. We met with Maria, and two other relatives in Cocullo. It was a wonderful and very emotional time for all of us. Thanks for the photo and article. Dick Miller Hi, Colleen

My grandmother was from Corfinio. And as a matter of fact, that lovely lady that you appear to be sorting tomatoes with is my cousin, Maria. I am going to send the photo, and the article, to her. She does not speak or read English, but there is a fellow in town who can help her with it.

My wife and I have been to Corfinio, as well as Cocullo, not too far away, and which is where my grandfather came from, several times (his name was Emilio Lisciotti). The last time, a few years ago, we brought my sister and her daughter along. We met with Maria, and two other relatives in Cocullo. It was a wonderful and very emotional time for all of us.

Thanks for the photo and article.

Dick Miller

]]> By: JoAnn http://colleenfmcguire.com/2008/11/21/my-italian-and-greek-heritage/#comment-13 JoAnn Sun, 08 Feb 2009 21:21:51 +0000 http://greececyclinggoddess.wordpress.com/?p=324#comment-13 Hi, Colleen, What a joy to read your post, as another American descended from the Corfiniesi. Whenever I'm reminded of my visit to the wonderful little town of Corfinio, it warms my heart. I'm planning to return this summer. By the way, my grandparents' close friends here in California were of the Spadafora family of Corfinio. Hi, Colleen,
What a joy to read your post, as another American descended from the Corfiniesi. Whenever I’m reminded of my visit to the wonderful little town of Corfinio, it warms my heart. I’m planning to return this summer. By the way, my grandparents’ close friends here in California were of the Spadafora family of Corfinio.

]]> By: Gambolin' Man http://colleenfmcguire.com/2008/11/21/my-italian-and-greek-heritage/#comment-8 Gambolin' Man Sun, 21 Dec 2008 18:18:04 +0000 http://greececyclinggoddess.wordpress.com/?p=324#comment-8 Colleen, What a wonderful reminiscence of our heritage and your visit to our ancestral hometown of Corfinio. In 1998, Mary and I finally made it to Italy and visited Corfinio, but on a Sunday when the town seemingly shut down for the day. Short on time, we were not able to return and just spent the day wandering the narrow cobblestone alleyways, looking for relatives' domiciles, hanging out in the town center - with that famous fountain! - and a few curious teenage onlookers - and scouring the town cemetery in search of great-grandpa Domenico Spadafora's grave. For the life of us, we could not locate it among the rows and rows of tombstones and were on the verge of giving up, wary of being caught in an impending downpour. Tenebrous storm clouds were swirling in the sky, and we had backtracked several times but couldn't find it. I went over to a corner plot and propped myself up against a wall of crypts, when suddenly a patch of dark clouds parted and a burst of sunrays shone down from on high to illume, directly there by my side, unseen prior to God's shining spotlight, the tombstone of Domenico Spadafora, who died in 1919. Colleen,

What a wonderful reminiscence of our heritage and your visit to our ancestral hometown of Corfinio. In 1998, Mary and I finally made it to Italy and visited Corfinio, but on a Sunday when the town seemingly shut down for the day. Short on time, we were not able to return and just spent the day wandering the narrow cobblestone alleyways, looking for relatives’ domiciles, hanging out in the town center – with that famous fountain! – and a few curious teenage onlookers – and scouring the town cemetery in search of great-grandpa Domenico Spadafora’s grave. For the life of us, we could not locate it among the rows and rows of tombstones and were on the verge of giving up, wary of being caught in an impending downpour. Tenebrous storm clouds were swirling in the sky, and we had backtracked several times but couldn’t find it. I went over to a corner plot and propped myself up against a wall of crypts, when suddenly a patch of dark clouds parted and a burst of sunrays shone down from on high to illume, directly there by my side, unseen prior to God’s shining spotlight, the tombstone of Domenico Spadafora, who died in 1919.

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