Serenella Sala

I remember those important years when strong relationships were born and developed.
We spent a long time together, we worked hard but we were good. There was an informal, almost family-like, atmosphere. We laughed, we joked, we were friends. And when we spent the night working on some slides there were sometimes deep and personal conversations that I remember with pleasure and affection.
In particular, I have a first-floor room on my mind, where intelligent, devoted and determined women worked: a group of friends who were important to me and whom I’ll never lose.