Some years ago, perhaps tens of years ago now, my father was working on small hydro, originally dating back even Austro-Hungarian empire, the channel Doctors, in Friuli. I happened, for various problems, was to bring them back to home for the weekend.
The first time I went there we went around all afternoon, after a quick visit to the control of Monfalcone. Grado, Palmanova, Aquileia ...
Yes, my father and I have visit rates are unsustainable for most. Travel between a city and another car, of course, but then on foot. Grade remember the various churches, including a baby, when my father walked rapidly towards the altar and lifted the cloth that covered him, leaving the naked altar. While I watched, and while I looked around, with some shame, to see if someone shouted at the sacrilege, my father said he was convinced that there, under the tablecloth, carved on stone tablets altar, there was an early Christian symbol. Not only that needed to be said, seeing him in another church that had previously visited the site and replaced the cloth just as he had found. Going around with my father was Emperor always leave everything as it had found. We continued with the archaeological museum, or early Christian art. We visited the Basilica of Aquileia and its mosaics, we continued to walk in his neighborhood and saw the ruins, a few of the former canal port of this great city and then back into the car to go see the ramparts of Palmanova. Palmanova objected to only one thing, it would take a helicopter to really appreciate it. Now, with all the satellite images found on the Internet, no longer serve.
In all these moves we stopped to see several war cemeteries. E 'un'interesse family rather than tourists. There, in the area where my father was working, her father, my grandfather, was found to be a soldier during the Great War.
In fact, after a visit to the electrical box, the first stop was the cemetery's most famous of those places: the shrine Redipuglia.
And it was there in the early afternoon on a Friday that my father, standing between the sarcophagus of the Duke and to its general look and then looking at the deserted staircase, she turned to me, the only other living thing in that place at that time, and said
"Hierarchies down the hierarchies of the living dead. "
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