Publication Date: Jul 11, 2017
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Set in Tuscany in the Seventies, three men share a dream of building a textile factory from scratch, in a time and place when everything still seemed possible
Ivo Barrocciai, the son of a textile artisan and full of enthusiasm, embarks on a slightly over-ambitious undertaking: to build a large factory that will be “the envy of the Milanese.” He involves Cesare Vezzosi, a small building contractor, and Pasquale Citarella, a site foreman from Southern Italy, in the project. Their relationships with their wives, their secret passions, their ambitions and the compromises they have to make form a comical, moving fresco, a family saga, a love story—not only about people, but also about a flourishing nation rich with opportunity and promise.
Excerpt from Infinite Summer
As they return to the shore, satisfied and dripping, they feel no shame at having suddenly thrown themselves into the sea: they know full well that it is not “Mucca Carolina” that is being gifted by the heavens, but the boorish and immensely human idea that life can be the stuff of dreams, and that dreams have nothing to do with ideals (ah, ideals!), but with things—that shower of new, shiny products that the radio and newspapers constantly advertise and that now appears before our eyes. These are the people who imagine, plan, create, build, refine, package, transport, sell and, of course, consume. Why should they doubt these things were made for them and are therefore already theirs, if they fall like manna from heaven?
An eight-year-old boy is lying on the fine sand next to a beach umbrella. His name is Vittorio Vezzosi. He is frowning with his arms crossed, and he ostentatiously turns his back on his mother who, as always, wouldn’t let him run into the water with the other kids, despite the fact that he had fallen to his knees to beg her, on the verge of tears, with his hands clasped together.
—There have been accidents, and children have been trampled by the crowd and drowned, his mother had said as she watched the sea, protected by the screen of her enormous sunglasses.
—No, Mum, if you are trampled you die on the beach, not in the water, Vittorio answered in vain, and upon hearing those words his mother turned to face him: he was quivering, almost trembling with anticipation of the run, like a deer or an antelope.
“A bubbling…tribute to manufacturing, production, and the wonders of capitalism.” —Kirkus Reviews
Praise for Story of My People:
“Edoardo Nesi has written a short memoir of great charm, for all its sadness a pleasure to read…Mr. Nesi’s sense of loss will touch hearts much farther afield, wherever the West’s world-class industries have fallen to free trade and the Internet.” —The New York Times
“This unique book—part memoir, part argument for the reformation of the global financial system—tumbles out of itself on the page, and reading it was an equally propulsive experience. It rhapsodizes and slaps its chest in true Italian style, makes frequent allusions with a disarming bluntness (to Machiavelli, to Richard Ford, to Paul Newman movies), and always has something to say. I finished and instantly went back to re-read certain pages.” —John Jeremiah Sullivan, author of Pulphead and writer for the New York Times Magazine
“Who would have thought that memoir and polemic could work together so well? A totally absorbing story, and a portrait of modern Italy.” —Sarah Bakewell, author of At the Existentialist Café and How to Live
“A searing indictment of globalization’s failures, and the inability of politicians and pundits to consider its impact on real lives…much of the book is sad, honest, and biting; overall it is an important work.” —Publishers Weekly