Finally home from an unforgettable six weeks in Scapezzano—the small town in the Marche region of Italy where my grandfather grew up before immigrating to America in 1911. The descendants of the brother he left behind still live not only in the same town, but in the same house, and offered us the use of an apartment they own just upstairs from the “family homestead.” Everything about our trip was wonderful, and we were sad to say goodbye to our wonderful relatives and return home.