My grandparents left
Italy in 1909—and it was a good thing they did. Nonno had found a reasonably
well-paying job in the United States, and they avoided much of suffering that their Italian
relatives endured during two world wars. Nonno undoubtedly would have been
forced to fight in World War I, and my dad and uncles would have been
conscripted into the Italian army in the second war.
I feel great sympathy for the poverty and hardships that Italians endured during the first half of the 20th century, and I’m fascinated with the struggles and conflicts that were precipitated by the rise and fall of Benito Mussolini and his fascist cronies. This interest has compelled me to read several books about this period, so I recently jumped at the chance to be an advance reader for Jennifer Anton, who will soon release a book based on her great-grandmother’s experiences in Italy from around 1914 to 1948.
The book is titled Under
the Light of the Italian Moon, and I was fortunate enough to receive a free advance
copy in exchange for offering my comments and suggestions. The book will be available for purchase at Amazon March 14, 2021, and you can even pre-order the e-book here.Jennifer and one
of her aunts.
The part of the tale
that touched me the most, however, was not about the war but about the love
story between her great grandparents. Pietro Pante left Italy in 1914 to work
in the mines of Pennsylvania. He returned to Italy in 1919 to ask Nina Argenta
for her hand in marriage. She had caught his eye five years before, and he
couldn’t get her out of his mind. She felt the same way, but neither of them
expressed their feelings for each other at the time, and then Pietro was gone.
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At one of the first
meetings between Pietro and Nina after he returned for a visit, they begin to
carefully discuss the future, even though neither one had expressed feelings
for the other. Here are some details and dialog from Anton’s manuscript:
Nina studied Pietro as
he talked about America and looked over the expanse of Fonzaso, his breath
coming out in puffs as it met the air. His face held a determined look.
“You love it there,
don’t you?” she asked.
“My family here leads a
simple and difficult life,” he answered. “They’re born; they work to survive by
toiling in the fields and depend on the weather. If I live here, I worry my
children and my children’s children will lead the same life. Sometimes I think
rather than earning money and bringing it back to live better here, as my
father wants, I should settle there for good.”
“What’s wrong with
leading a simple life?” asked Nina. She was challenging him but, in her heart,
she knew what he meant.
Pietro stopped and
smiled at her. “Nothing. It’s not bad if you don’t mind going hungry for half
the year. I do find it repetitive and a constant struggle. Maybe less for you
and your family because of your mother being a midwife, but certainly for
someone like me. Remember, I’m one of fourteen. I want something special for my
children, and I’d like to raise them in America where there’s a chance for them
to do something extraordinary instead of working in a field until they die.
“And what about you,
Ninetta? What do you want?”
She noticed he added the
endearment to her name.
She regarded him cautiously.
“I know I want a family of my own.”
He turned to look at
her.
She wished he would come
closer, keep her warm, instead of standing at a distance observing her answers.
“Is that all you want?”
He pressed.
“When my brother left
for America, it broke my mother’s heart. I promised her I wouldn’t leave her. I
want to keep my promise. I don’t want to leave Fonzaso. Not now.” She
hesitated. “But to be honest, during the war, I dreamed about taking a ship
across the ocean. I wondered about America. Perhaps someday an adventure will
be in store for me.”
He grinned.
She shivered.
As the plot continues, they gradually become closer, and their mutual affection grows with deeper conversations. I wish I could time travel and ask Nonno and Nonna about their romance or jump back even farther to eavesdrop on their courtship. But since this is impossible, reading the dialog between Pietro and Nina will have to do. It warmed my heart and brought tears to my eyes.
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