Sicilian names, first and last, are handed down through the generations. There has probably always been someone named Lucia Marino in Corleone. If we got into a time machine and went back to any of the last 400 years, not only could we meet a Lucia Marino in this town, we could also find a... Continue Reading →
City of courage, city of faith
There are two versions of the events of the twenty-seventh of May 1860 in Corleone. There is the version every person from Corleone knows and celebrates in a church festival each spring, in the month following Easter. And then there is what really happened. The popular story is that the revolution that birthed the Italian... Continue Reading →