On Day 6, we went to Agrigento where we visited the home of Luigi Pirandello. Again, another fangirl day for me. His house was full of handwritten letters, manuscripts, and drawings by Pirandello and his family members. What was really memorable though was learning about the author’s death. Before the trip, Anna and I had to translate lines from Pirandello’s death wish and we read them aloud at Pirandello’s tomb. My part was:
“When I am dead, do not clothe me. Wrap me naked in a sheet. No flowers on the bed and no lighted candle. A pauper’s cart. Naked. And let no one accompany me, neither relatives nor friends. The cart, the horse, the coachmen, e that’s all. Burn me.”
What ended up happening though since Pirandello was such a celebrity, was that none of these wishes were actually met. There is so much more to the story that I would probably butcher if I tried to recount it, so I won’t.
But I did snag a sweet picture of his death wish (attached is the picture!).