plaques of deceased relegated to oblivion, anonymous. Wooden crosses planted in the ground, crooked, worn from the sun. Mounds of earth surrounded by weeds. Unmarked graves where human compassion is denied even before the Christian compassion. It seems that the scenario of a Boot Hill (Boot Hill, the burial place was given to defunti nei villaggi della frontiera americana nel XIX sec.) estrapolata da un film di Sergio Leone od Henry Fonda, purtroppo è quanto ci è stato segnalato nel Cimitero Civico di Subiaco. Ma volevamo renderci conto di persona, e così abbiamo scoperto all'interno del cimitero, un'area riservata a coloro che per vari motivi, sono deceduti senza possedere un loculo proprio o di famiglia, od addirittura senza alcun parente. E così la solitudine che forse li ha accompagnati da vivi sembra doverli contraddistinguere anche nell'aldilà. Certamente non si pretende nessuna piramide Cestia o mausoleo, e senza scomodare il foscoliano pensiero, basterebbe applicare una blanda dose di buon senso.
Ma forse, come appunto sosteneva Foscolo, la tomba reflects the life of the buried, becomes a message to posterity the essence of who is buried there. But the unlucky ones who lie there, have not had the chance to choose. The message that those who leaked and then back to this choice has done for them. And if so, well reflects the condition of the City of Subiaco, unable to think to live, careless to the dead. Negligence which emerges from the conditions of the cemetery, and as someone already noted, has the main entrance unsafe, the decor is often reduced in disastrous conditions.
not spared from the stupidity, not even a monument to the fallen of the Great War, where collections are also the tombstones in memory of Earl Emilio Blenio, Captain Garibaldi and his fallen comrades at Subiaco and one in honor of Louis Pistoia, one of 1000, which alongside Giuseppe Garibaldi laid the foundations for the unification of Italy. In fact, the post flagpole as a sentinel of these daring, there is bent like a reed marsh, and no one seems concerned to restore its honor.
Nothing more to add, let the pictures, certainly more powerful than our words, the task of illustrating this corner of Far West in Valdaniene.
Ma forse, come appunto sosteneva Foscolo, la tomba reflects the life of the buried, becomes a message to posterity the essence of who is buried there. But the unlucky ones who lie there, have not had the chance to choose. The message that those who leaked and then back to this choice has done for them. And if so, well reflects the condition of the City of Subiaco, unable to think to live, careless to the dead. Negligence which emerges from the conditions of the cemetery, and as someone already noted, has the main entrance unsafe, the decor is often reduced in disastrous conditions.
not spared from the stupidity, not even a monument to the fallen of the Great War, where collections are also the tombstones in memory of Earl Emilio Blenio, Captain Garibaldi and his fallen comrades at Subiaco and one in honor of Louis Pistoia, one of 1000, which alongside Giuseppe Garibaldi laid the foundations for the unification of Italy. In fact, the post flagpole as a sentinel of these daring, there is bent like a reed marsh, and no one seems concerned to restore its honor.
Nothing more to add, let the pictures, certainly more powerful than our words, the task of illustrating this corner of Far West in Valdaniene.
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