Yes, we can see what churches and streets looked like hundreds of years ago, but to get a sense of what a town sounded like way-back-when? Even though there are plenty of cars and a few pizzerias and bars there (I recommend 'The Ethnic Pub'), the low-level background hums and electromagnetic vibrations were mostly absent. I didn't hear planes overhead or motorways whirring in the distance; there were no trucks or lorries rumbling through. While this was a relief, I also felt a little restless and isolated up there. Was the silence unbearable to Salvatore once he heard about America and its streets lined with gold? Was that turn-of-the-century Siren call impossible to resist even for a man well into adulthood and marriage? I sensed he didn't make the decision to leave his birthplace lightly; that there was a strong energy and power behind his decision.