When Olive Trees Smile: How Living in My Ancestral Village Changed My Life

0 CommentsWednesday • July 13, 2011 • by michelle

As the car wound its way up the two-mile serpentine hill, I smiled to myself, daydreaming about how I would feel when, within minutes, I would be the first in my family in nearly 100 years to breathe the air, walk the narrow streets, and step inside the churches of my great-great-grandfather’s village in Calabria, the toe of Italy’s boot.