I imagine myself in 2040. I will be 87 years old and (in case I am) I will be an old, really old man. Fortunately, medicine has made great advances, to treat and, especially, prevent the diseases that afflict us in the third and fourth ages. In addition, I have a very good genetic makeup, inherited from parents who both died around the age of 100. I am fortunate to have a grandson (my son's son) who attends the European school, reformed to standards of which the EU. Yes, because it is nice and reassuring that more than Italian citizens we consider ourselves Europeans. Fortunately, our homeland has been able to take a great leap forward, freeing itself from the laces and strings that oppressed it and has become competitive again. A great market, great traditions, a beacon of civilization and culture. We have learned to accept that there are large and very strong competitors (USA, INDIA and CHINA), but we have not resigned ourselves to the decline, to which we seemed ineluctably resigned. For my part, I have tried to pass on to my grandson my experience, which comes especially from the mistakes I have made in my life.