1962. Army friends split back into civilian life—only to find they're still on the same path.
"Our common denominator was our Italian heritage, of which we were both extremely proud. We shared everything. At month’s end, when we were broke, we bought and shared a loaf of bread to make mayonnaise or catsup sandwiches. In early 1961, Anthony was rotated back to the States for discharge and in April of that year I also was discharged. Each went home, he to New York, and I to Youngstown, Ohio. We promised to keep in touch, and we were true to our word...."
Marco tells of how coincidences can often reveal how much we have in common with the friends we choose to be close to.