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At Christmas you can do more

Christmas 2009

Greetings

at all, and everyone!

Greetings

first of all to children because they are Campopetresi our future and we, sometimes, unfortunately, we are their present.

Greetings
Campodipietra who work there but especially to those who would like to work with and can not Campodipietra.

Greetings

who does nothing for this country if anything just because they "do not take him, but wishes to those who would like to do more, but found many difficulties.

Greetings
the elderly leading to the memory of walking Campodipietra alas not having a place to meet and stay warm.

Greetings to those who have the desire to create a library for all so as to bestow the dignity that perhaps, maybe even without, missing today.

Greetings

to all those who spend time playing Passatelli, at least make their group.

Greetings to those who want to be an ambassador and promoter of dialogue and sharing to improve Campodipietra giving up more each day, perhaps, to immodesty and jealousy.

Greetings

who these parties can not perhaps even cut a cake, because the money ends up well before 25!

Greetings

patient care and best wishes to those who lovingly and assist them in silence.

Greetings

to those who want to invite to your table prepared a needy person.

Greetings to all Campopetresi of good will who want to feel free to say what they think at least Christmas.

Greetings

to all those who truly love this country and will want to put under the tree, their commitment and sacrifice.

Greetings

at all, just to all, but above

Greetings Campodipietra!

Easy Caramel Brownie Mix

Felice Amadeo

... and the other night, I rediscovered the pleasure, satisfaction, that can result from looking at things from a different perspective ...

so I came back to mind the book written by Sonia, and it seems a good idea to republish the review, which dates back to 11th February 2008, when it was on this blog. Blog
that is no longer present, although the site does not believe, indeed I am sure there is no shortage of pages where you can write, comment, communicate, disseminate ...

...

is a slight but persistent fog, which envelops one as you read "Missing in Urbino," Sonia Bucciarelli, a series of heavy questions that creep into the mind, the question really is, at times, but the truth is contained in parts of the narrative:
what are we? Who are we? we have reason to be or we are just living bodies from unknown and will never look the same rush that desperate for a good reason to be? Nothing
pessimistic, do not think, just sounding even the most remote depths of ourselves we can get to know each other better, to better relate in everyday life, with those around us, to give greater depth to what we live, to try satisfaction.

I found interesting to read this book, now that I have finished reading it a few hours I feel the euphoria, the enthusiasm, which are spring thoughts, questions and answers.
It always happens when you read something interesting, something that deserves to be reread. And certainly
reread "Missing in Urbino" by Sonia Bucciarelli, because some concepts I want to deepen them, reading here and there parts of the narrative.
A good lesson I received with pleasure by a person so young, younger than me: never get used to the habit, but you always have different perspectives of view, just reported about, that doing so will not be as such, will not be boring, but rather always able to offer something new, and able to feed our desire for knowledge, because this is live.

mentions yellow (for which I feel no attraction), the noir genre (which only a few pens capable judge), but I'm really glad I read this book, written by you
His first novel.
And I'm happy because now I know that I can read (which I love even more to read), even this book, a book more, one more window to look better for myself, to know more, to improve, because this too is live. The narrative reflects

characters (of one generation) with a strong intellect but by the extreme fragility, perhaps caused by an excess of its knowledge, knowledge gained in excess of a period too short.
All medals have a downside: the knowledge grows with knowledge, but also increases because the questions we ask about our lifetime, the normal questions we ask as they learn. Some
because it is heavier than others, but not destined to find answers.
But Sonia writes, and also through writing we can find answers, as well as raise questions.

also makes me think now, after reading this book: manage your knowledge, be it the wave of unanswered questions does not overwhelm us, but rather to ensure that knowledge can also offer different perspectives of habit.
Why is always new, because it is able to offer to ourselves something new every day while doing the same things (maybe love): essential for survival.
Through writing, fiction, writers can create contours more or less rich than it can and should be the theme principipale upon which the entire narrative.

also writing and narrating the difficult issues, not optimistic, not to use the word pessimistic.
The mere fact of writing about an optimist is going to raise a particular problem and seek a solution.
And find it.


http://www.autoriemergenti.it/testi-pubblicati/Recensioni/3572-Scomparsi-a-urbino--di-sonia-bucciarelli.php

Brazilian Swimmer Female

An angel with the white coat

It is not easy to keep the tears in front of something so cruel. The news has spread so rapidly newspapers reported the ugly picture and the pain that this has unleashed. It's not fair that a young woman can lose one's life, she helped others caring, listening and advising. The last blurb of the New Molise said

"They were so yesterday morning, under a leaden sky

and in front of two decks of plastic flowers
, given
now seemed
were already there waiting. Flowers
dead flowers they call
other dead. "

E 'strong thought, but it is true that this road has been and continues to be a bad way that gives us is pain. How many have lost their lives at that point (in fact the flowers) and those who have been kissed by destiny. Pass the first moment that the other machine invaded their lane. What luck!
I hope that these three lives shattered not remain in vain, do reflect those of skill so that you do not read a newspaper in the future, "Flowers dead flowers who call others dead. "
A father and a mother of children landmarks destroyed by pain. Daughter, friend, doctor who mourn for all as it was, for what had become and what it would become.
There is no word to describe Dr. Cecilia in her professionalism. As it was outside the profession do not know but his face also expressed in white coats safety, friendliness, professionalism and above all humanity. It 's a great loss for the campopetresi. In his veins flowed the blood of a part Campopetrese (and grandparents had lived in Campodipietra) but beyond this campopetresi many were cared for by her and I think that I like so many other custodians in our hearts we knew that the girl doctor.

Thanks to Dr. Cecilia have known you.

Rosamaria Iorio

Monoatomic Gold Back To Metal

not let her empty the bench

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The bench dancer


Letter to all those who want good for our country

S ono now gone many years but is still perfectly polished in me the memory of Campodipietra the bench.
I'm talking about the bench dancer who followed the phases of the day chasing, Via Montini, shade cooler. It was built with four axles in good to cross the sun and the rain had over the years, but was intended permanently marked with love. Offered hospitality to anyone who had desire and time to chat. It was the living room road that gave friendship and warmth by ping-pong between the area next to the gas station and the sidewalks across the street.
every day, especially during the warm season, the bench was a must to listen to the latest news from the world and their reviews. Beware though, that living room had its own rules that were not written but were certainly known and clear to all: the seat, first of all, was reserved for those who collected bystanders want to consider culturally recognized that age. They were allowed to speak only a few senators Campodipietra life others could only listen and nod with absolutely the merits. For those who have read or seen the movies "The Naples of Bellavista" I can not imagine a better context. Sometimes living in the conversation that lasted hours, making proselytes among the passers-by, if anything taken from the heat of discourse, they forgot the commission to accomplish, just to hear the end of the diatribe of the day and rather enjoy the opportunity to side with favorite faction.
was a must engage in discourse, especially focused on political issues, the unforgettable Carlozzo Pasquale, the tuba player. They did it on purpose I am sure: they knew perfectly well that he would take all too easy, to forget that unfortunate customer who waited in vain, at least for that day. All Philip was silent if talking to your doctor Carlone, who returns every summer Campodipietra from Bari, punctual as the feast of St. Michael or his brother Alfred, a professor of chemistry in high school Campobasso, Matthew, mushrooms and Angelo suffered third of that earned Carlone acclaim for his remarkable ability: there was nothing I did not know there was never fix a problem without a solution quickly and often brilliant. Not by chance, their father and grandfather, Mary Nicola Carlone, Marconi was called. Often made a bet on the bench Nicola Spina, extending close to the point of observation. For me, he has always been and always will be the "gentle giant" with her deep blue eyes. Other Summer was a frequent visitor Liborio, who was returning on time every year, not to mention Angela Cardillo first hunter like other then daily visitor to the shores of Lake Occhito looking for carp and chub in all weather conditions. Only one day, I remember, I caught him in a lie or so I thought before finding the house full time fishing. I was immediately rebuked because Grandpa Angelo immediately replied with authoritative voice today is in honor of Saint Michael and Saint abstinence do!
So every day, while Francesco fear him, the owner and operator of the gas pump, with an ear attentive to that river of words will continue to supply super or normal vehicles. Francisc represented in itself an icon of that Campodipietra: the memory of his voice booming, that perennial tan chocolate brown highlighted with pride from the tank of raw wool, but above all his kindness and gentleness, then gently bring me back to a unique different country to a country that certainly is no more! How can you forget the time when the heat wave came from Campobasso to the tanker refueling and cargo should be checked: Francisc he was no longer anagrafe boy but with the spirit of twenty years, rising first on the 'articulated and between pipes and unions, be careful that everything proceeded for the best. What about the bus Fiat gray where fear of that, park in the shade before the house, he preferred to spend the hottest hours of summer afternoons, disturbed only from barking shrill Tito of the exposure, color mestizo tobacco from all but small pepper, perhaps to give himself a important tone, often used to walking with three legs. A bad day that unmistakable voice, that dog and that bus disappeared from the scene, leaving a gap that is still unassailable. Time passes and things change a lot and then hopelessly as it should be eventually give way to that new advances. A bench that does not sit any more, maybe there is more like many of those housed, fortunately not all! The remaining friends, for years have moved to more comfortable on a bench that does not need to chase the shadow, it was still under the canopy of centuries-old Holm via Fontana. The rules are the same and even talk. The young but no longer stop to listen, in a hurry, no time to hear the speeches that are often interrupted because the memory stutters now.
those friends of the bench that my wife liked to call "celestial court" no longer review, but believe that they care? Are and will be ready to respond fiercely to any question, as always, maybe less polished but with more momentum and availability, they are the custodians of wisdom, of our history of our traditions.
Please: do not let her empty the bench!

Marco Carlone

The bench ilex

Innovation Of Automatic Weapons

Election Results Election 2009

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2327 TOTAL VOTERS

1593 TOTAL VOTERS LIST


CONCORDIA CIVIC CIVIC CIVIC VOTES 1374

LIST OTHER CHOICE VOTES 60



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