Posting some pictures on facebook of my days in Italy back in 1983, left me with a warm fuzzy feeling.
Those days to me were like a longer sumnmer holiday. We had no cares, no worries, we were just kids.
My Dad's company had decide to try and get more work by sending to crews (He used to fly carfo planes) to hub in Europe and Italy was chosen as the base. Therefor all the crews and their families spent a lovely year and half living it up in the holiday resort of Arenzarno. The age of the Kids ranged from around thirteen down to eight or nine. There was a mix of boys and girls and we mixed really well.
Happy happy daze.
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