We are fortunate

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It is not what you think, our fortune is not tangible. It goes beyond the accumulation of works of art, millionaire investments, including gold. Things that make many feel rich. We are fortunate because we have the unconditional friendship of people that we consider special.

Among them, we can highlight Nunzio DiMarca, someone very special, who unfortunately lost his mother, Agata, last Thursday, January 4th.

Doña Agata was born on December 4, 1917 in the town of Motta Santa Anastasia, Province of Catania, Sicily. On February 14, 1941, she married Don Andrea Giuseppe DiMarca and they had four children, Nunzio, Orazio, Anastasio and Carmelo.

On board of the ship Saturnia they arrived in America, like all immigrants, full of dreams. Nunzio was 12 years old, Orazio 10, Anastasio 3 and Carmelo, the youngest, only 6 months. Within 3 days of arriving in Lawrence, Doña Agata began working as a seamstress at Grieco Brothers, where she labored for 28 years.

For more than 30 years, every year, the parade of the Three Saints, in its journey through the streets of Lawrence, made a very special stop in front of Doña Agata DiMarca’s home on Newbury Street, in Lawrence. The reason for the stop of the Vara is to receive a roll of dollar bills that Mrs. DiMarca’s family and friends collected to be donated to the San Alfio Society.

We are fortunate because we had the opportunity to photograph her smiling from the window greeting the hundreds of spectators who in turn greeted her back. No one suspected that this would be his last appearance there.

We are fortunate because through Nunzio we had the opportunity to photograph her on December 4, 2017, the day she turned 100. She was happy, between her sons Nunzio and Orazio, singing the Happy Birthday notes. No one could suspect that this would be her last birthday.

We are fortunate, because we had the opportunity, in the company of the family, to take Agata to her final resting place. May Doña Agata rest in peace!