[silverlilly1]

This is the story I was told by a local-ish glass supplier. It goes way back, and fits with everything you have all mentioned you heard. It contains the stuff of legend.

*dim the lights, play some calming beach noises*

Years ago, Mr. Moretti, the family patriarch, worked with his daughter in the Moretti factory. When he died/retired, she kept going where he left off, continuing in her passion. She also had two brothers. One of them left town and supported her claim to make glass in the family tradition. Her other brother saw a money-maker and wanted a piece. He took her to court for the family recipe book and equipment.

The court awarded him the family recipe book and some of the equipment. The daughter kept the original factory and more of the equipment, but lost the recipe book, save the ones in her head and notes. They both started to make glass, but the brother was again upset by the thought of his sister continuing to make glass in the family name, and took her to court again. This time, the courts ruled in neither's favour, and both had to start selling glass under new names. The brother became Vetrofond, and the sister became Effetre.

Now the machine that Vetrofond was using broke down, and not having the passion for lamp working glass like his sister, the brother decided to just close up shop on that part of his business.