Mount Etna

This is where my mother’s father emigrated from and he had more memories of it than I thought possible for a person who left when he was only eight. He said it’s great.

It was a few years ago and I only got to spend a day in the area during a lay over at the Naval station here but I really enjoyed myself. The path of our plane was in view of Mt Etna and you could see a lot of the fissures and plumes of smoke coming up from it.

1998

I lived in a little town on the south side of Mt. Etna for four years. I learned the language, and made WONDERFUL friends among the locals! It was the most rewarding experience of my life!

Went skiing there a year before it erupted.
Pretty sweet skiing and seeing smoke from the volcano in the background.