The key reason I went to Italy this year as to visit my mother’s last surviving sister who I hadn’t seen in 48+ years. The idea for this post came to me the day before Mother’s Day.
Mom in the main square for Saturday’s market (1964)
Besides sharing my emotional walk down the street where the family lived, I’ve included pictures of her hometown within themes as corridors, arches, and others – so the focus of this post is to spotlight on her town – the small, Tuscan city of Pescia – but with unused pictures (well, except one).
Pescia, population around 20,000, is located between Florence and Lucca, but much closer to Lucca.
A picturesque location in a flat basin where the mountains end
The rain was leaving on this day
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A stream rushing out of the mountains divides the city
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The cathedral dominates the skyline
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Walking the narrow streets of the old city provided many intriguing photo ops
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Benito Mussolini stood on this balcony on his visit during the sixth year of his reign (See the inscription above the balcony)
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Villages dot the hillsides, such as the birthplace of my grandmother
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The main square remains quite active, but it rained on market day.
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Which is your favorite image?
