Memory Lane

When a marriage begins with a fax, it may be time to look at love's fine print.

When Alfredo Rampi was trapped in a well near Rome in June 1981, Italy came to a halt.

Italo Calvino was a monk, a scribe, a transcriber of Gamma Rays.

"Like spilling a beaker of hydrochloric acid on a paper cut."

Once-upon-a-time in Rome, newspapers and sex seemed on and the same.

When Spain played soccer, taking the other side was an unwise move.

Author Curzio Malaparte's vanity shows through in a previously unpublished 1949 correspondence.

My hair flapped in the wind. I was King of Italy. Briefly.

Don’t exaggerate the risk Avian Flu poses to your pet, but be vigilant, writes Erica Firpo.

No postwar event rivals the kidnapping and murder of Aldo Moro.

Columnist Erica Firpo says that taking your pet on a trip depends on its passport. Getting one is the hard part.

It was November 1975 and Chantal Dubois wanted the Spanish dictator Francisco Franco dead.