Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Childhood Roots

This is a brief exert of my childhood on a farm along the Appian Road about 10 miles outside of Rome. That was my heaven as I played with cats, snails, rabbits, and gathered wild herbs for dinner. It suddenly ended on a cold November night when I was woken up, dressed, bundled into a German commander's car and driven to Rome, because it had become Open City. We had moved to my grandmother's apartment.

This story is part of my autobiography which is in the process of being edited.

Fiammetta Rubin - www.rubinartstudios.com

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