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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