For Italian-Americans, the beckoning is already deep within. No matter how many generations separate you from that one brave relative who made the decision to come to America to start anew, there remains a perpetual longing for and connection to Italy. For myself, this beckoning is very real. My father's family sailed through Ellis Island and settled in the greater New York metropolitan area during one of the first waves of Italian immigration in the late 1800s. Fast forward a few generations, and here I am, a 25-year-old Italian-American gal with a lust for travel, a love for Italy, and an incredible opportunity, thanks to Fathom's own Pavia Rosati.