Domenico Mariucci was born Jan 28, 1869 in Sigillo, Italy; he married Angela Nasoni who was born Jun 08, 1871 in Sigillo. Domenico was found on the ship’s manifest of the S. S. Lorraine that sailed from Havre Jan 11, 1913, and arrived at Ellis Island, Port of New York Jan 21, 1913. He stated that his wife Angela was still in Sigillo, and he was destined to travel to St. Marys, Pennsylvania to visit his brother in law Giovanni Salvadori. Domenico also said that he had visited the US in 1909 and stayed at St. Mary’s. His height was listed as 5’ 3”. His eye and hair color are illegible. Angela, Lucia, Louisa, Marianna and Santino were on the S. S. Olympic that sailed from Cherbourg Sep 03, 1913 and arrived at the Port of New York Sep 10. On the manifest they listed their home town as Sigillo, and that Domenico paid for their trip to Pennsylvania. During the 1920 census, Domenico, Angela, Santino and “Tresa” were living in Horton, Elk County, PA and he was working as a coal miner. According to the census, he immigrated in 1902 and was naturalized that same year. In the next house widow Anna Nasoni age 60; born in Italy was living with her sons Angelo age 25; born in Italy and Amadao age 22; born in Pennsylvania. Anna and Angelo immigrated in 1896. In 1929 Domenico, his wife, Angela, daughter, Teresa and son, Santino moved back to Sigillo on the ship Roma. His son, Santino had epileptic seizures and a local doctor in Brandy Camp told the family he would be better back in the clean air of his native country. Domenico died there on Mar 26, 1948; Angela on Jun 05, 1960.
In a letter dated January 7, 2019, his granddaughter Anna Luconi (Petraccini) tells this story:
Christmas traditions and old stories of Mariucci’s family (in particular of Domenico)
Even our little country has changed. It is no longer of peasant civilization, as in the days of grandfather
Domenico (called Menco). The houses of the village, until the 50s, were populated by grandparents, children and
grandchildren. It was a marvelous country, where all life took place within its walls.
In the streets there were the carts, pulled by the donkey. At the time we also had the donkey that the grandfather Domenico had to transport the products of the field (corn, hay, eggs, pumpkins). Modernity has taken away all
traditions, such as the Christmas CIOCCO (a big piece of wood) On the night before Christmas, he put a large piece of wood in the fireplace because he said that Madonna had to pass to warm up baby Jesus.
Another thing that the grandfather Domenico loved to do on Christmas night was to feed the animals, giving them more food, because he said that in the holy night, they did not have to complain to the Lord.
In November instead the grandfather recited the rosary for the most forgotten soul of purgatory. When he became blind and did not understand the only thing he remembered was that he had been in the mine, he did not know anything else about his life he only thing he remembered was that he had been in the mine, he did not know anything else about his life. He always and only loved the work, first in the mine, then in the fields. Today all these things do not exist anymore, but there is a sentence that must make us think "The people who do not remember its origins are destined to disappear" Carol Woytila Giovanni Paolo II.
In a letter dated January 7, 2019, his granddaughter Anna Luconi (Petraccini) tells this story:
Christmas traditions and old stories of Mariucci’s family (in particular of Domenico)
Even our little country has changed. It is no longer of peasant civilization, as in the days of grandfather
Domenico (called Menco). The houses of the village, until the 50s, were populated by grandparents, children and
grandchildren. It was a marvelous country, where all life took place within its walls.
In the streets there were the carts, pulled by the donkey. At the time we also had the donkey that the grandfather Domenico had to transport the products of the field (corn, hay, eggs, pumpkins). Modernity has taken away all
traditions, such as the Christmas CIOCCO (a big piece of wood) On the night before Christmas, he put a large piece of wood in the fireplace because he said that Madonna had to pass to warm up baby Jesus.
Another thing that the grandfather Domenico loved to do on Christmas night was to feed the animals, giving them more food, because he said that in the holy night, they did not have to complain to the Lord.
In November instead the grandfather recited the rosary for the most forgotten soul of purgatory. When he became blind and did not understand the only thing he remembered was that he had been in the mine, he did not know anything else about his life he only thing he remembered was that he had been in the mine, he did not know anything else about his life. He always and only loved the work, first in the mine, then in the fields. Today all these things do not exist anymore, but there is a sentence that must make us think "The people who do not remember its origins are destined to disappear" Carol Woytila Giovanni Paolo II.
Domenico Mariucci was born Jan 28, 1869 in Sigillo, Italy; he married Angela Nasoni who was born Jun 08, 1871 in Sigillo. Domenico was found on the ship’s manifest of the S. S. Lorraine that sailed from Havre Jan 11, 1913, and arrived at Ellis Island, Port of New York Jan 21, 1913. He stated that his wife Angela was still in Sigillo, and he was destined to travel to St. Marys, Pennsylvania to visit his brother in law Giovanni Salvadori. Domenico also said that he had visited the US in 1909 and stayed at St. Mary’s. His height was listed as 5’ 3”. His eye and hair color are illegible. Angela, Lucia, Louisa, Marianna and Santino were on the S. S. Olympic that sailed from Cherbourg Sep 03, 1913 and arrived at the Port of New York Sep 10. On the manifest they listed their home town as Sigillo, and that Domenico paid for their trip to Pennsylvania. During the 1920 census, Domenico, Angela, Santino and “Tresa” were living in Horton, Elk County, PA and he was working as a coal miner. According to the census, he immigrated in 1902 and was naturalized that same year. In the next house widow Anna Nasoni age 60; born in Italy was living with her sons Angelo age 25; born in Italy and Amadao age 22; born in Pennsylvania. Anna and Angelo immigrated in 1896. In 1929 Domenico, his wife, Angela, daughter, Teresa and son, Santino moved back to Sigillo on the ship Roma. His son, Santino had epileptic seizures and a local doctor in Brandy Camp told the family he would be better back in the clean air of his native country. Domenico died there on Mar 26, 1948; Angela on Jun 05, 1960.
In a letter dated January 7, 2019, his granddaughter Anna Luconi (Petraccini) tells this story:
Christmas traditions and old stories of Mariucci’s family (in particular of Domenico)
Even our little country has changed. It is no longer of peasant civilization, as in the days of grandfather
Domenico (called Menco). The houses of the village, until the 50s, were populated by grandparents, children and
grandchildren. It was a marvelous country, where all life took place within its walls.
In the streets there were the carts, pulled by the donkey. At the time we also had the donkey that the grandfather Domenico had to transport the products of the field (corn, hay, eggs, pumpkins). Modernity has taken away all
traditions, such as the Christmas CIOCCO (a big piece of wood) On the night before Christmas, he put a large piece of wood in the fireplace because he said that Madonna had to pass to warm up baby Jesus.
Another thing that the grandfather Domenico loved to do on Christmas night was to feed the animals, giving them more food, because he said that in the holy night, they did not have to complain to the Lord.
In November instead the grandfather recited the rosary for the most forgotten soul of purgatory. When he became blind and did not understand the only thing he remembered was that he had been in the mine, he did not know anything else about his life he only thing he remembered was that he had been in the mine, he did not know anything else about his life. He always and only loved the work, first in the mine, then in the fields. Today all these things do not exist anymore, but there is a sentence that must make us think "The people who do not remember its origins are destined to disappear" Carol Woytila Giovanni Paolo II.
In a letter dated January 7, 2019, his granddaughter Anna Luconi (Petraccini) tells this story:
Christmas traditions and old stories of Mariucci’s family (in particular of Domenico)
Even our little country has changed. It is no longer of peasant civilization, as in the days of grandfather
Domenico (called Menco). The houses of the village, until the 50s, were populated by grandparents, children and
grandchildren. It was a marvelous country, where all life took place within its walls.
In the streets there were the carts, pulled by the donkey. At the time we also had the donkey that the grandfather Domenico had to transport the products of the field (corn, hay, eggs, pumpkins). Modernity has taken away all
traditions, such as the Christmas CIOCCO (a big piece of wood) On the night before Christmas, he put a large piece of wood in the fireplace because he said that Madonna had to pass to warm up baby Jesus.
Another thing that the grandfather Domenico loved to do on Christmas night was to feed the animals, giving them more food, because he said that in the holy night, they did not have to complain to the Lord.
In November instead the grandfather recited the rosary for the most forgotten soul of purgatory. When he became blind and did not understand the only thing he remembered was that he had been in the mine, he did not know anything else about his life he only thing he remembered was that he had been in the mine, he did not know anything else about his life. He always and only loved the work, first in the mine, then in the fields. Today all these things do not exist anymore, but there is a sentence that must make us think "The people who do not remember its origins are destined to disappear" Carol Woytila Giovanni Paolo II.
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