One of the reasons I’m smiling here in the tiny town at the southern tip of the Cinque Terre is because my beloved friend Antonio, whom I had not seen in some 25 years, drove from his home in Lucca to meet our ship when it docked for the day. A great day, a great friend. He even took this picture. Grazie, Antonio. (Sadly, my friend passed away early in 2020 from a rare blood cancer. In a coincidence worthy of the Italian cinema, which Antonio loved, his nurse during his final hospital days was his ex-wife Roberta.)
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