It was a very interesting opportunity, Venezuela name sounded country tropical, growing by developing, with enormous wealth, with some fame for the gold, oil and many other things, besides my father had already heard some emigrants that America, without taking into account which of the Americas, the peasants sent money to their familiesIt was as if contase with an invitation to el Dorado. Time to decide was very short, because with the exchange of glances between my brother and my father, it was enough, because the future was marked and decided, he would be working with the new factory that was being developed in Valencia, Sanitarios Maracay, my mother was not very in agreement, felt that the family was first dismemberment and his soul made him see that this wouldn’t be anything good. Prevailed the decision of my father. We returned to the village, while my brother stayed a few more days to resolve some outstanding issues. Among them, a relationship that for more than three years with a girlfriend, she was the daughter of the owner of the pension in which he lived.
When she learned that it would leave far away, made him see promises that she nurtured for so long, he told him that it wasn’t just leave it and do honour to that love. He somehow convinced him and married with all of the law, once past the days of party, Salvatore made him see that both would come to live in Venezuela, she flatly refused, told him that that was not in their plans and let the country that marched, was still a place not very safe by what recommending him out a couple of years, it made its fortune as most supposed could be done and then return to live in the place and conditions that were she, and her family accustomed. Well, seeing that she would not give her arm to twist, no choice but to leave had no recent wife and start in that adventure, only. .