This man right here, his name is Tony Lucci. He was born in 1941 and grew up in a large Italian family in Long Island, New York. He spent his entire life working in his family’s pizza shop, his most favorite place on earth. You see, this is where Tony met the love of his life Marie. He can still remember that delightful summer day as though it was yesterday. He was in the middle of spreading some pesto sauce on his shop’s signature pizza when he heard the little bell ring as the front door opened. He looked up and there she was. She had on a flattering sunhat engulfed in flowers and a dress to match. From the moment she asked for fresh mozzarella it was history. Today Tony is on his way to visit his beloved Marie. She suffers from heart problems and has lived in a rest home for a number of years now. He still works in the shop, training his nephews to run the business correctly. Every other evening he makes the long journey by subway to St. John’s rest home. He makes sure to look especially nice when he goes to see his wife. In the old days they would go out on the town together and she loved it when he wore fedoras. The one he has on today is very special because Marie gave it to him on their first anniversary. Although his love has been living like this for a while now, something in his heart tells him that their time together is coming to an end. Until that fateful day comes, Tony will continue to visit his Marie, take her by the hand, and whisper in her ear as he did when they were young lovers, “Io sono qui, amore mio (I am here, my love).”