Coincidences

I asked my mom today what she thought of the name "Chiara Crivaro," and she asked me, very gravely, "Where did you hear that name?"

It turns out that we descend from a woman with that exact name, but from Montalto Uffugo instead of Tropea. Mom now temporarily thinks I have psychic powers. Ha ha, mom.

But it is a bit of a coincidence. I still think it's kind of cool. Maybe if I include Chiara, I'll make her a mother of two or three (at nineteen/twenty). All the kids died in Italy, and the moms in Montalto, at least, popped out at least one a year. I bet the moms' uteri exploded from the abuse, and that was why a lot of them died in childbirth.