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PLAYERS GOOD EVENING FRIENDS! LETTERS will leave you a dear friend sent me, and I am pleased to share with you and with your COMMENTI.UN GREETINGS TO YOU AND TO EMBRACE A CARO FRATERNAL MY FRIEND!





time gives poetry to the theaters of battle, the echo goes away most of
battles and the din of battle. In a few days we will celebrate the 92 anniversary of victory
of the Kingdom of Italy against the Austro-Hungarian Empire
,
in that majestic struggle to remember the history books as the "Great War
" Europe and worldwide. I state with genuine Intellectual honesty:
is very difficult if not impossible, for three or four generations after

still hear that echo far, those mountain songs, the string around

to a piece of land that, since we came into this world We have considered ease with
Italy. However, it is only right and proper that

even in this cold and gray November of 2010, that is heated by
patriotism and the declaration of love for the nation
(
as well as for its most loyal bishops: the armed forces ) which is the best antibiotic

relativistic influence and the crisis of memory and the values \u200b\u200bthat
today are proving more lethal pandemic influenza

called the "English". "Do not let the past tell you who you are, but let

is part of what will become" read a slogan a few years ago.
of course, this is not the time
of sinister rhetoric, charges of anachronistic nationalism
(in a multiracial society and increasingly globalizing). No,

the memory of the November 4 we must live with the genuine warmth with which
offers hospitality in our home to a relative who
seemed lost, an old uncle from America is that on rare occasions to bring us visit

and who needs more than holes Fanfan, doppipetti formalities and only one thing:
of our embrace and our smile, the best business card

for those who still consider a relative, a close friend, someone worthy of

our trust, respect and our moral support. This is the spirit

of 4 November: to be spent with an old friend, sitting on the edge of a wooden palette
, chatting with the gracefulness of children
accompanied by mulled wine and good bread. It is a feeling
call for holy name of the deeds higher costs for the Bel Paese. Recalling
who we are, what is our origin, comunitaria ed individuale, riusciremo ad
orientare i nostri passi nell'incertezza del futuro ed a reggerci nella
vacuità
odierna dove lo sport privilegiato è falciare tutto quello che odora di
ricordi, tradizioni e storia dei popoli. Quanti monumenti alla memoria,
quante
statue, strade, vie, passano oramai completamente inosservati o dismessi per
fare strada a vetrine luccicanti e centri commerciali mentre si sbiadisce
il
ricordo di chi, ai posteri, ha sacrificato la propria esistenza per un
ideale,
per la Patria, per un senso civico di dignità e libertà. Il nostro compito,
dunque, è essere severi custodi di quei resti, dei cimeli dei nostri
grandparents who never
not moldy, because the fight for a dream, a value or ideal

never dies. Seicentocinquantamila were the Italians, mostly young
, who fell in battle carrying the flag and singing the songs of the Alpine
. Also, for once, you should put to rest the
grim political squabbles and put our thoughts to the shrines and Asiago

Redipuglia, the city of Galle (gold medal for military valor),
charnel house of Monte Grappa , the terrible fortress of Spielberg, where he was imprisoned
Pellico, the Trentino and irredentism to those who died in

frost of the mountains or worse yet it was abandoned in the basement of
oblivion.
duty, therefore, to look in the mirror one day and return to

take that confidence with our stories, our roots and the legacy of our Fathers
.
After losing the Catholic feast of All Saints, bartered for the rite of Anglophone and
Celtic Halloween, I do not want to miss the Italian

civic celebration of the Nov. 4: I would never find myself at the table July 4
to eat turkey singing " The Star Spangled Banner "!
W la Patria! W
November 4th!

Paul Cecco