"In 1907, my 22 years old father Mario leaves Italy, his native country, with two of his friends in order to join America. Just like lots of his compatriots, he first arrives in France on foot by roads of mountains. A long way starts then in the direction of Marseilles, a trip made of halts in farms and construction sites, a trip to live on and save money for his hoped embarkation. He finally gets to Avignon where he obtains a residence and work permit. In Avignon, he meets the one who is to become my mother. Exiled like him from Italy, she is working in silk spinning mills.
Their wedding is celebrated on October 9th 1909. Of this union, 4 children are born. I am the youngest of them, born in 1922.
The miseries and the pains of the 14-18 world war passed, my father opens, in 1927, a small workshop of engraving and sculpture in the town centre of Avignon.
Through the creation of the SOLFRINI Marble workshop, the beautiful days have just begun for the whole family. As soon as he gets ... [Detail]