74 E-mails and Text messages are all right for business contacts but, for family, relatives and friends, they are a disaster for the future, because a relationship cannot last without verbal contact of some kind. God gave us a mouth and a voice to talk with one another and, if the present trend continues, we will not be having verbal conversations, and the word “love” when written will not have the same value as an emotional voice. I personally refuse to reply to E-mails or Text messages. I prefer to use the telephone, and will continue with this practice until the end of my time on earth. I hope many people who read this book agree and do as I do. The love of my mother and father for me, and me for them, was extraordinary. My father emigrated to Australia in 1936, when I was four years of age. That was my father’s third trip, looking for opportunities to care for his family. Soon afterwards, the Second World War began, and we lost contact for about five years. As my mother had to work so hard to keep four young children alive, without any support, my love for my mother was huge! My father was a humble man with an excellent image in our village, and every time people mentioned my father’s good nature, I was very proud. At the age of sixteen years, I emigrated to Australia. As my brother, at the age of seven months, had meningitis, he was left without hearing or speech, so my father decided that my brother and I should come to Australia before the other members of the family, to ensure that my brother would be accepted. At that time, we were unable to travel to Australia by ship. We travelled by plane, at a cost of seven hundred pounds, which was the price of an average house. It took six days to fly from Rome to Melbourne. Fortunately, we landed and had no problem with Tony. My mother and two sisters emigrated six months later on the first ship to sail after the end of the war. When Tony and I landed at Essendon Airport, I instantly felt a great love for my father. I could not remember him, as I was so young when he had left for Australia. I felt like I was meeting God in Heaven, and he seemed to me to be the most handsome gentleman in the world. Everyone loved my father, and he was an excellent listener!