Between 1958 and 1959 my grandfather, an American professor, spent some time travelling across Italy, teaching English to earn a living and discovering a land he always dreamt about in his childhood. It was during the New Year’s eve of 1958 when, celebrating the night in Verona, he met my grandmother. It was love at first sight, he said. Ever since then, their friends started to call them ‘Romeo & Juliet’. Also a new tradition began. They would spend every New Year’s eve in Verona to honor the night they met and fell in love.
Sadly, my grandma passed away two years ago and my grandpa followed her this year. But, in order to overcome the grief, we have had this nice idea. All my family, including me, will go to Verona this New Year’s eve to pay tribute to the memory of these two amazing and highly loved people. We even found a beautiful hotel in the very city center: Palazzo Victoria. This year they are celebrating the Festive Season with a Gatsby-inspired package, so we will dance and have some cocktails in their names.
Grandma and grandpa, wherever Heaven is, I know you are in there now, but I do hope to feel part of your presence in this magical city where you met each other. A place for the lovers and now a place for us all too. Thanks to Palazzo Victoria for having us during these thrilling days!
*All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.