The friend
GiuHo always imagined the world as a major tree whose leaves we are. The leaves fall and grow continuously, with the flow of the seasons, beating the rhythm PEL time with their birth and death.
Each fall leaves a void, and the fall of a leaf friend leaves a void deep, unbridgeable. The fall of a leaf friend leaves you alone with your anxieties with your pain, the memories that are becoming ever more poignant at the thought of those who no longer exists. How many leaves
friends have flown away in a short time, carried away by a relentless wind!
Tonino is the last Jew leaves friend in time, which is detached from the tree of life. Toni was a right, a galan-Tuomo, a rare commodity in today's times. In the bag that each of us carries on his back on the path of life, he was only acting. It was good, loyal, honest, sincere, humble and avail-able to everyone. Put at the disposal of all, without weighing it with humility, his great culture, his skills, his knowledge, his interests.
was not a man of faith in the Christian sense of the word, but it was good and certainly better than many who profess to be Christians. Between all of us was the best. From her mouth never left a malice, slander, against-one chat with someone. In the violent combats and discussions, every day we had, was with us for more balanced, what he knew to mediate and find a just solution to the problems. She had sudden bursts, but "his" incazzatu-King "and its statements of position and after a while, 'always dissolves into a guffaw.
My pen now finds it hard to go back to the many moments that Tonino tie to the youth today, such is the emo-tion that overwhelms my heart. There are so many memories that deserve to be 'all told, because they show cettature-faceted sides and a special person.
Some might think that the esteem and friendship which binds me to Toni-compartment, take me to exam-gerare its merits, but I can say without fear of contradiction, che i suoi meriti vanno ben oltre la mia stima e la mia amicizia. Possono testimoniarlo ampiamente tutte le persone che gli hanno voluto bene, che sono tantissime, perché lui non aveva nemici. E voglio terminare con un'immagine che ho ben fissata nella mente: Era il quindici marzo di quest'anno. Tonino era di fronte a me nella sua "farmacia", ora sede dei pensionati, dove c'eravamo riuniti per un pranzo fra amici. Lui era sereno, con quel sorriso aperto, solare come sempre, e con la bat­tuta sempre pronta. Le nostre risa­te, le nostre voci, i nostri canti riempivano Piazza De Sanctis solitamente silenziosa. Fu una giornata stupenda, come tante altre passate insieme. Tonino a tavola era impareggiabile:buongustaio, buon intenditore of wine, great entertainment and diner-tion only when he was playing his guitar or the piano.
This is the image that I like to leave Tonino: him at the table, above, Righteous Among the Righteous, which entertains with his music the Lord's Table!
GiuHo always imagined the world as a major tree whose leaves we are. The leaves fall and grow continuously, with the flow of the seasons, beating the rhythm PEL time with their birth and death.
Each fall leaves a void, and the fall of a leaf friend leaves a void deep, unbridgeable. The fall of a leaf friend leaves you alone with your anxieties with your pain, the memories that are becoming ever more poignant at the thought of those who no longer exists. How many leaves
friends have flown away in a short time, carried away by a relentless wind!
Tonino is the last Jew leaves friend in time, which is detached from the tree of life. Toni was a right, a galan-Tuomo, a rare commodity in today's times. In the bag that each of us carries on his back on the path of life, he was only acting. It was good, loyal, honest, sincere, humble and avail-able to everyone. Put at the disposal of all, without weighing it with humility, his great culture, his skills, his knowledge, his interests.
was not a man of faith in the Christian sense of the word, but it was good and certainly better than many who profess to be Christians. Between all of us was the best. From her mouth never left a malice, slander, against-one chat with someone. In the violent combats and discussions, every day we had, was with us for more balanced, what he knew to mediate and find a just solution to the problems. She had sudden bursts, but "his" incazzatu-King "and its statements of position and after a while, 'always dissolves into a guffaw.
My pen now finds it hard to go back to the many moments that Tonino tie to the youth today, such is the emo-tion that overwhelms my heart. There are so many memories that deserve to be 'all told, because they show cettature-faceted sides and a special person.
Some might think that the esteem and friendship which binds me to Toni-compartment, take me to exam-gerare its merits, but I can say without fear of contradiction, che i suoi meriti vanno ben oltre la mia stima e la mia amicizia. Possono testimoniarlo ampiamente tutte le persone che gli hanno voluto bene, che sono tantissime, perché lui non aveva nemici. E voglio terminare con un'immagine che ho ben fissata nella mente: Era il quindici marzo di quest'anno. Tonino era di fronte a me nella sua "farmacia", ora sede dei pensionati, dove c'eravamo riuniti per un pranzo fra amici. Lui era sereno, con quel sorriso aperto, solare come sempre, e con la bat­tuta sempre pronta. Le nostre risa­te, le nostre voci, i nostri canti riempivano Piazza De Sanctis solitamente silenziosa. Fu una giornata stupenda, come tante altre passate insieme. Tonino a tavola era impareggiabile:buongustaio, buon intenditore of wine, great entertainment and diner-tion only when he was playing his guitar or the piano.
This is the image that I like to leave Tonino: him at the table, above, Righteous Among the Righteous, which entertains with his music the Lord's Table!
Giuseppe Della Vecchia
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