Alcamo Visit: Impellizzeri, Milano, and Adamo Ancestral Town
We had a whirlwind and exciting few days visit to Alcamo, Sicily this year. Alcamo is in the western part of Sicily in Trapani province, but it is close to Palermo province.
Alcamo is the ancestral home town of three of John's grandparents. You can see the influence of having three grandparents from this region in John's most recent DNA estimate.
Alcamo is also John's comune as related to his Italian citizenship (e.g. where his own records are held and processed). We were very excited for our visit, as we planned to check out ancestral addresses, go to see the ancestral church, and to just experience the vibe of the city. Most of all, we were looking forward to meeting some of John's Impellizzeri cousins! Our friend Francesco Curione, who assisted in obtaining records several years ago, kindly made arrangements for several additional fun activities, like looking at ancestral civil and church records. And then there were some unexpected events that made our trip even more special!
Getting to Alcamo
Alcamo was a little tricky because the train station is in the outer part of the town. Since our experience was that it is virtually impossible to get taxis, It was a couple of days before our trip researching the bus option, when John was struck with a bad case of vertigo! (We think our apartment had mold, as he had in 2019 experienced a bad bout of vertigo we believe was mold-allergen induced.) When it was the day before we were to depart and he was still experiencing some spinning, I knew I wouldn't be able to manage public transportation with him in this state. I reached out, panicked, to Francesco. He calmly and kindly offered to pick us up in Palermo and drive us to Alcamo.
By the time we met Francesco at the meet-up point the next day, John's spinning was much reduced (and went away while we were in Alcamo, lending support to my apartment mold theory). We had a fun drive, chatting with Francesco and seeing the scenery. When we arrived to Alcamo, Francesco suggested we make our picture.
Going for the Identity Card
Francesco had a surprise for John. We were headed off to the office where John could get his Italian identification card.
The Castle and Passeggiata
Our business for the day complete, we headed off to see Castello dei conti di Modica, right in the city centre! Then it was time for drinks, food, and passeggiata.
Coffee with Civic Leaders
The next morning, up for a full day of activities that Francesco had planned for us.
As we approached the main piazza, we ran into Vittorio Ferro, Alcamo's vice-mayor.* Francesco explains why we are there and Vittorio invites us to sit and have a coffee. Another of the mayor's council, Caterina Camarda*, joins us. (*I don't understand the political structure of the city, this is how they were introduced in translation.) They were very genuine and welcoming, and they were also interested in looking at the family trees that I brought along. Both Vittorio and Caterina were pointing to surnames they recognized. In another bit of synchronicity, the artisan who makes the pupi siciliani came along, and we got to meet him too. Vittorio generously invited us to return to Alcamo at the end of the month for the opening of a renovated theatre, but we ended up not being able to go. I'm really sad that we missed this opportunity.
Comune Office
Next we were off to the comune office to look at records. We were excited to meet clerk Antonina De Blasi, because she's played an important role in John's citizenship recognition. Antonina had kindly pulled several books with ancestor records, based on information I provided Francesco. We had hoped we might find some information on the unidentified sister of Benedetta Adamo from Virg's photo bin, but she remains elusive.
Meet the Mayor
Another surprise in store ... Francesco had arranged for us to meet Alcamo's mayor, Domenico Surdi. We sat and chatted for about half an hour and had pictures made. His office also gifted us with two books related to Alcamo culture. Again, we were overwhelmed with how welcoming everyone was.


Lunch
We followed all these fun activities with a delicious lunch at La Giara, a restaurant owned by Antonina's daughter and son-in-law. It was quite a feast! Another of Antonina's daughters, Giorgina, joined us and helped with translation. Both are lovely ladies, and we hope to meet with them again in the future.
Visit Chiesa di Santi Paolo e Bartolomeo
John: The visit to my grandparent's church was quite an experience. It was really emotional to be in the church where they, and their ancestors before them, had been baptized and married.
Francesco had contacted the priest and arranged for us to view the baptismal record for all 3 of my grandparents. The priest was very welcoming and left us to explore the records. These were in amazing shape, and both Chris and I were moved to see and touch the actual records after only seeing digital images of them.
We also stood at the baptismal font where all the grandparents were baptized. Amazing that it was the same font used all those years ago.
This was a fantastic part of our Alcamo visit. We were both thrilled that Francesco had managed to line up so many visits related to my ancestors. It was, as Francesco often says, like stepping into a time machine!
Walk of Ancestral Streets
The next day, using research Chris gathered from their records, we visited the Alcamo addresses where my grandmothers, grandfather and maternal great-grandfather were born. We could only get close as it is always possible the building numbers had changed. Still it was fascinating to think these were the sites of their childhoods. At each place, we made a short video, but they are too large in size to upload into the blog. However, if you'd like to 'walk' along with us, you can watch the videos in this shared Google folder.
First stop was the birthplace of Benadetta Adamo Ciacchella. Amazingly, the street was about 50 yards from our Airbnb!
Next on to Maria Milano Impellizzeri's address, which was less than a 10 minute walk away.
Maria's address was walking distance from Benadetta's birthplace even though, as I understand it, they did not know each other until John's father's family rented the upper portion of the house from his maternal grandfather. The women became very close friends.
Another interesting tidbit learned in Alcamo is that the surname Milano is actually Milana. However, Maria's birth record, as well as her father's, clearly states Milano. So we remain in the dark as to how and why the family name changed.
Next up on our walk was a visit to Alcamo's mother church, Basilica di Santa Maria Assunta.
While more of John's immediate ancestors were baptised and/or married at Chiesa di Santi Paolo e Bartolomeo, many of his more distant ancestors were baptised and/or married at the mother church. Traditions of the ancestors were that the marriage took place at the bride's parish. Typically, children were also baptised at the place of the marriage. So, in the records we see shifting back and forth between parishes when the bride and groom were from different parishes. We are fortunate that both parishes have online records available that go back quite far.
Next on the route was the birthplace of great-grandfather Antonio Milano.
John: It is incredible that these homes still exist and are occupied by families to this day! I was struck by how close these homes were to each other. Alcamo has grown considerably since, but the historic center is still vibrant and fully functioning.
Cousin Visit
This visit was the culmination of many, many hours of research. The detailed backstory of that is in another blog I'm still working on, but briefly ... I first had to identify via records the six brothers (names unknown) of John's maternal grandfather, Giovanni Impellizzeri, who remained in Sicily. (Thanks to dear Uncle Tony who told me there were six, which helped focus my research!)
Once that was completed, I needed to identify the brothers' descendants. This was not possible with records, as for privacy reasons more contemporary records are not published yet. So, I put out a call on the Facebook group Sei di Alcamo. I was able to connect with descendants of two of Giovanni's brothers! The descendants of Giuseppe had mostly moved to Torino, and I learned of only one of John's mother's generation still living (who has since passed).
I met one descendant of the brother Francesco whose family was still in Alcamo, his granddaughter Brigida. We began communicating over Facebook. When it was time to visit Alcamo, Brigida arranged a get-together where we could meet her, her siblings, her parents, and their grandchildren.
John: Alcamo was an amazing experience in so many ways. But, as I told Chris, more important to me than all of the other things was meeting my cousins.
It is hard to describe the feeling of belonging I felt when I looked in the eyes of these people I was meeting for the first time. We were all so excited! We had so much to say to each other. Cousin Elena, the oldest grandchild of our hosts had a big task communicating everything everyone wanted to say. We didn't make it easy since we all were talking at once! This truly felt like home.
My mother's first cousin, Vincenzo, and I kept looking at each other. I'm sure he saw the same recognition in me that I saw in him. Glimpses of my Mom, Uncle Tony, Uncle Joe, Aunts Josie, Francis and Sarah all looking back at me through him. An expression, a smile, a mannerism or a look in his eye all contained flashes of my beloved Impellizzeri elders.
I saw glimpses in each of his children as well. I get a bit choked up as I write this. It is a testament to the power of famiglia. I am forever grateful to Chris and Brigida for bridging the gap of years and distance to make this happen!
Procession and a Pizza
After our visit, Brigida drove us back to the city centre so that we could watch the Good Friday procession. It was cool to sit on the steps of Sts. Paul and Bartholomew and imagine that John's ancestors probably sat on those steps as well as they watched various processions.
WOW! What a trip. Stay safe.
ReplyDeleteWOW, this is such a touching, exciting, fulfilling stroll through time and family. This definitely needs to be published in a book to share. Just looking at the great scenery, scrumptious foods and recipes, pictures of tasty tidbits and true Italian wine is a real treat. Even more so the opportunity to walk in the the footsteps of your ancestors, and re- connecting with family is both gratifying and priceless. Thanks for continuing to take me on this journey with you.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the lovely comments and for following along!
DeleteI found your issue with Milano/ Milana interesting. Our neighbor last name is Cirelli, he has two uncles. One uncle has the last name of Cirella and the other uncle’s last name is Cirello. All three brothers were born in the same house. They attribute the different last names to the penmanship and literacy level of the person documenting the names.
ReplyDeleteWe love following your adventures. Rob and Steve.
Hi Rob and Steve! It's very confusing! There's a lady on familysearch who keeps changing the names I put in the crowd-sourced tree there. I finally gave up battling with her. LOL! Maria's Italian birth certificate clearly says Milano, as does her father's, although generations further back have Milana. In this case, it's not to do with documentation when coming into the country, so it's a real mystery. Thanks for following along!
DeleteA received a touching comment from a distant cousin DNA match of John's: Thank you for reaching out. Your blog brought me to tears. I have often wanted to travel to Trapani to visit Alcamo and explore the ancestral homeland of our kin.
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