My three Ticino ancestors

by Maureen Sartori Peterson, Australia

I have three Ticino ancestors. Maurizio Sartori (from Mosogno); Guiliamo Pedrazzini (from Cimalmotto); Agostino Lurati (from Lugano). Sartori’s son married Lurati’s daughter. Pedrazzini married an English woman. After my father died, my mother remarried another Ticinese descendant, Adami. Continue reading

Imagining great grandfather recalling features of Aurigeno

by Margaret Pekin, Australia

My Gt. Grandfather, Costantino Giovanetti,  married my Gt. Grandmother Ann O’Shannassy in 1882, she was born in Australia of Irish descent. He died when my Grandmother Rita Giovanetti was 5 years old, the oldest of 5 children in 1888. Continue reading

Singing traditional folk songs

by Nicole Tami, United States

My father moved North to the German-speaking  part of Switzerland in his early twenties and married my mother who came from Bern. I was born in Zurich. After my parents separated, my mother and I immigrated to the United States which has been my primary home since I was eight years old. Our Ticino heritage is preserved primarily through cultural practices such as food and language. We regularly eat dishes such as polenta, risotto, and pasta. Continue reading

Coffee and chocolate

Michele Andina, swissinfo video journalistby swissinfo video journalist, Michele Andina

80-year-old Cynthia Parrott was born in a Ticinese restaurant in London, where her father worked as chef. In her “Garden Room Café” in Lewes she described her family’s eventful history.

The Gatti name adorned many a café-restaurant run by Swiss-Italian migrants in London. Michele Andina is zooming in on the story with his video camera all this week, to try to find out about their legacy. video "Coffee and Chocolate" video “Coffee and Chocolate.”

How I discovered America as a child

By Giorgio Cheda

The idea of preserving the memory of the Ticinesi who emigrated to California between 1850 and 1950 dates from my adolescent years. My reading of Salgari and Kipling inspired me to travel the world in the footsteps of their intrepid heroes, comparing their stories with the unembellished, but true, accounts of my father and grandfather, both of whom had survived an experience common to many peasant farmers from the Alps. Continue reading