Like most Oscar-worthy films, this one was ten years in the making. We left Manhattan, the evening of July 4th, 2001. The World Trade towers were still standing, and the city seemed invulnerable. On our ascent to Sardinia we flew over clusters of glittering fireworks commemorating our nation's birth. What followed was an unforgettable, "fabulous-fabulous" holiday. Italia!
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