Bernarddelli Gardone Model 60

Among my fortune one of the biggest disappointments was not subject to large.
For example, if you like all the children I grew up believing that my father was a superhero, invincible and brave, even when I belatedly learned to think like an adult, I found solid evidence to confirm my childhood intuition.
Certainty then I had a crisis in 24 years when the university decided to leave for military service and following a trail already drawn from my old I enrolled for a year in the fire. ;
Indeed, in the fire service.
was the last year of service to my father, or the head, as everyone called him to the barracks. Last year after a working life began for him with military service and once again closed educating the child, this time wearing a divided. He was 94 and in those twelve months, I discovered a person who was so close that I could never frame it in full.
But that is what I want to talk. Or at least, not only of this.
Among the tales of my dad, who still do not get tired of listening to are those related to emergencies.
In 40 years in various roles and has prepared the pack to run in aid earthquakes, floods, homeless. From Belice until Friuli, combining an Italy so different even in responding to disasters, has cut the mud, dust, rocks to have the supreme satisfaction to extract from a collapse of those people waiting for strong hands.
I as a child, when the 'mobile column' kidnap me for weeks, looked curiously searching the news in the background of dusty coats to work because I well knew that even if they had the degree I would never have found on the front row behind the reporter on duty with his hands in his pockets and the frown of those who must give a tone. And like him all his men.
Today a colleague, a colleague of mine and very unworthy, not survive the earthquake, the tragedy that sum and cancel in the thousands of other tragedies.
Superheroes exist. Really.