They ring at the intercom there is something for me, it was not my birthday, nor a special occasion, but someone had a message to get me here in France, where I live since few years! Strange but curious! Who will have been? Why? What will it be? I had many questions, just few answers, none the right one! I could not imagine that I was about to open one of the most exciting gifts received! A journey through time, a lump in the throat, a splendid work of art by Renzo Nucara, in which small objects that belonged to my grandfather were brought to light and suspended in a play of colors and reflections of light! My dad misses me, he thinks of me and he is close to me saying it in his own way!