I consider it without mine grandparents María Emilia Viarengo and Juan Vitantonio would not have been able to be the person they are, without them I would not have known the strength and the tenacity from indulge dreams.
In the city of Rosary they were dedicated bakerieslike many descendants of Italian immigrants from Ripalimosani.
In the stable, between the oven, the shovels, the baskets and even the counter, the dream of travel from Rosario a New York. The IKA farm It will be there herothe company and the cruise homewho left Rosario in December 1960.
The crew was made up of my grandparents and uncles Tony and Nilda, who shared this feat with them, finding themselves twinned by a blood relationship and affective that gratifies and exalts me.
I wish to delve into the people of my grandparents, María and Juan, two enlightened beings, workers, loving, deep, entrepreneurs, generous too much and particularly strong.
Every day of my life I remember them, I will remember them, I respect them, they are mine beacon of lightand above all they are the best example of it honesty. I’ve heard about them all my life, I’ve felt them close because they relatives, friends, neighbors and block workers They let me know constantly.
The gratitude that many of these people conveyed to me when speaking of my grandparents was and is permanent. They told me about generosity, about empathy he was born in respect that Mary and John had towards all men. And I emphasize respect and honesty and as they argued, “Put your head on your pillow and sleep soundly.” Thanks grandparents for so much. I love them.
Maria Fernanda Vitantonio
