There are black pens, which read the Alpine prayer and that With their choir they animate the greeting ceremony to Bruno Pizzul, one of them, until the final execution of Lord of the peaks. There is ordinary people, in the packed cathedral of Cormons (Gorizia), 7 thousand inhabitants and seven churches, as a friend, Friulian like them notes, are not almost no ties, but the dark, sober clothes, without luxuries of real people, close: the people of the everyday life of a very famous and simple man, who returned to network where he had grown up, in search of the roots that the Friulians never in the world. “It has been said of everything these days, “made his debut Don Vincenzo Di Mauro, Archbishop Emeritus of Vigevano, who celebrated the funeral, speaking to a family that evidently frequented and knew,” even in the disproportion, I bring me in my heart on the night of Heysel, where Bruno Pizzul had the courage to say beautiful words, good words, intelligent words, words.I, words that, in front of those 39 deaths, not even a priest would have been able to say to arouse a crumb of faith, light and hope. “I did not know how much it knew in Italy of the horror I was assisting,” he said after a few days, “the news was conflicting fragmentary also in the stadium station from which I transmitted: I thought of the away fans, all those who had no news at home I didn’t want to alar them too much but it was not even right to minimize”. Hearing him I said “this is a priest”, then I met him better, I met his children and I said anything else that the Giant good as they called him in Milan, as Martini said, writing that famous letter stealing something in Dostoevskji would have been better to say the beautiful giant, because in the beauty there is also the fullness of the good. Maybe now I will scandalize someone, but I also have to scandalize these 11 grandchildren. Maybe you could then ask me “Where is it now?” Without anyone’s offense: it is certainly not inside there. If we called a biochemist here, it would open, the body would look, the cells, the molecules and would say they are like many other billions of cells and molecules, it is not inside there is a place from which not even the Padreno manages to throw it and send it away. The Church has forced us for 16 centuries to say in the creed that God is omnipotent and people complain and say: if he would pull hunger in the world, he would heal from pain. We must believe it by faith that God is omnipotent, because we do not always understand everything, when we talk about God. Bruno is not inside there, but also without you pay me, I will reveal a secret to you: Bruno is now here, Maria, – he says indicating his head and heart -, and not even the Padreno with all his omnipotence will be able to remove it from the head and heart. I wondered why God allows this thing? God who created man, knowing that not everyone would have been believers or would have had faith, in my opinion God has inscribed in the heart and mind of man the notion of eternity, pulled out of the earth and dust to live in the sky. You will realize that you will make a strange experience, which I have lived with mine, that you will happen to hear it near almost palpable, more than when it was alive I will also tell you something more, especially to you children so sociable, beautiful commendable but as good Friulian reserved, now you can talk to your dad, with your grandfather, yes, dear Maria, will still be able to talk to her husband, Our modesty did not allow us to trust the father, now you are free, you can say everything, with the surprise that some questions will seem to you that he send you some answers. And sometimes when you think you will think you will hear it near almost palpable. It is the notion of eternity that God has put in us and allows us not to break this bond. If by chance in these days you will feel that he was good and that he was a saint, dear Bruno, I also tell you that you never gave me a word of satisfaction for this Milan of mine I will tell you when we see each other. When you feel everything and more, words and gestures, if you want you to talk well too, you say well, start from now to not speak ill of anyone, to be like him kind, clean, without raising the volume, polite, now not from tomorrow, like those who always begin the diet from tomorrow. I close by saying how he said: Mandes, Bruno, send».
It is the greeting of the Friulians, their farewell formula: for a long time it has been traced back to the Latin “Mane Deo”, while now, as can be seen from the insights of the Friulian philological society, it is certainly believed that it comes from “Mi Racomandi”, I entrust myself underlying God.
It is Fabio, the son who followed the footsteps as a journalist, to take charge of public memory too: «We have been overwhelmed by the affection and memories, the sport taken rationally is the most useless thing in the world but weaves relationships and puts people in a position to give the best, the fact that dad has been able to tell it well makes us here that so many, for this reason on the initiative of my cousin Marco who was the guardian angel of dad and mother in these months in these months in these months We invite you to a toast and other memories: as Qoelet says there is a time to be sad and once to rejoice, I think Dad would appreciate this celebration, but I think it would also appreciate the next moment ». One and the other places and tangible signs of real, human, deep -destined relationships.
