Piero Corrao, a fisherman of Mondello, first took me to Favignana. Here he is standng above the Chamber of Death, the happiest I have ever seen him, on 2 June 1986.
When Piero's father was a young fishermen the sea was full of fish and he could never get a good price for his haul. Now seafood is rich man's dinner and Piero hardly takes in a half bucket of fish. The sea is wiped out, depleted. But they looked good trying to make aliving, didn't they? Read More