I’m leaving for Italy today for three weeks.

I’m going to our house in the town of Rocca Montecalvo in the hills outside Ascoli Piceno in Le Marche, which is where my father was born.

The past few years I’ve been able to go back during the summer where I’ve spent my days and nights basking in the glow of a way of life that is about as different from Toronto life as you can imagine.

Don’t get me wrong. I love Toronto. I couldn’t do without Toronto.

But my goodness it’s beautiful to step back into the world that my father was born into.


I will see you in three weeks.