Later he told me, his grandson, “The countryside that night was like a moonlit dream. As I walked through the twilight mazy route, I turned into a narrow path and suddenly I saw it shining under the moonlight, like a spotlight – my dream, my vineyard.” A few weeks later, the land was purchased, and became family property. Unfortunately, Antonio never managed to see his dream come true. …but he had bestowed to our family two things: the vineyard, and his great dream.