Finding my roots...

So facebook is pretty cool. I've been able to connect with some old high school friends as well as my current friends. What I didn't realize was that I would find my roots. One day I typed in my fairly uncommon maiden name, Barecchia, wondering if I could find the other Barecchia family that my grandmother and father lost touch with here in America. What I found were relatives I didn't even know I had in Italy. We communicated back and forth trying to figure out if we were related at all. One day I received an email and it said "Do you know this man?" Attached was a photograph. When I opened it I almost fell off my chair. It was an old photo of my father from the 60's, before I was even born and it did not look like Italy at all (It's Washington state). How did they get that photo and did they even know who it was? Maybe I solved some mystery of who was in that photo? Anyway, after weeks of communicating that photo was evidence of our relation. There is so much of my family over there. I'm getting lots of photos of my cousins and the little town my family came from. I'm hoping to make a trip to San Marco Evangalista one day to meet my family and see where we came from. Thank you facebook!