Taken entirely from the tenth chapter of Sotiro, this story is the first work of Nicholas Pascale as an author; schoolmate and fine intellectual, former university lecturer in Milan before returning to this green island where he has since worked for several years: it is a delightful book, dedicated to the memory of Salvatore his recently passed on father, full of memorable pages, strong, original and precious. As is this nostalgic memory, going back to 26th July, more than half a century ago: re-reading it now, for one who the festival of Sant’Anna and the summer 2016 are already fond memories, creates a poignant effect which I would like to share with readers. My sincere thanks to Nicola for having allowed this publication. (Ci.cen.)