The return trip from Senerchia was perhaps more traumatic having been eye witness of one of those tragic events that leave indelible marks in their esistenza.Nei early days of the earthquake was going to form a complex of solidarity that led thousands of volunteers, most of all young people from all over Italy to reach the villages most affected by natural disasters to rescue and relief Staples, working in chaos totale.Per my part I had difficulties with the port authorities in obtaining necessary documentation for the shipment from Palermo. There was a strong demand for caravans and several young people, like me, had gone from all regions to bring their media centers terremotati.Quello I'm about to tell you the tragic story of one of loro.Era time to leave Senerchia orrori.Dovevamo and its share to reach Naples, where we would board the vessel for Palermo.La rain grew more violent. I took a look at what was left of the road in steep down that a little later we would face to reach the ss .91 I put behind the wheel, start the car and cautiously affront slowly downhill. I walk a few hundred yards when the car suddenly began to slide on the thin layer of ice that had formed on the asphalt. Touch the brakes, engage the lower gear to slow the pace as much as possible but inutilmente.La car starts to skid paurosamente.Non I can do is try to keep as much as possible to the center of carreggiata.Eravamo aware of what would could occur at any moment but we did not panico.Se taken from the car had deflected to the right we were going to end up in the air of a deep gully on the left we were going to beat on the rocky side of the hill. The car continued its wild ride gliding over slabs of ghiaccio.A sometimes lurched to the left to other destra.Quando all seemed lost, the left wheel of the car violently hits a large boulder in the middle of the road causing a sharp turning to the left and the car slipped out of control one of the few and narrow trazzere usually used by farmers, but get caught unharmed. Even in this situation comedy comes to help an agent of the forest with his off-road it takes away from that awkward position put him on the strada.Rivolgiamo warm thanks to the Eternal Father for the narrow escape and with the utmost attention and we start over again without further incident we reach the ss . 91. After a few km we take the Naples-Salerno clogged by excessive vehicular traffic on both carriageways . The incessant rain is compelled to move slowly. After a few kilometers away, near a large pitch we see a car upside down on the side of the road opposta.Rallentiamo considering giving a fleeting glance of many an incident that we encountered during our journey. We would continue the race if the soldier who acted as escort I had bfatto notice a human body lying beside the car. Lock your car on the emergency lane. The traffic was heavy on both lanes. Through them was extremely risky, but entrusting my fate Buana which until then had protected me through the roadway . I can avoid the cars sped at breakneck speed despite the rain and hit the affected area. The body was lying to a young man whose age was over forty years, the position of the body was not decomposed but lying on his back as if asleep. The arms close to body, her face sprinkled with a beard is not shaved for days. His eyes were open but not off, the slender build. Apparent injuries but did not notice sometimes on the mouth was forming a bubble of saliva mixed with blood. was evident that he had a great difficulty in breathing. I wanted to help but did not dare touch it. I kneel beside, put his hand on his forehead to make him feel my vicinanza.Mi I bring the truck with tarpaulin which covers the body soaked by rain. Gently squeeze his left hand but it was cold. I have tried to facilitate free breathing from the mouth the mixture of mucus and blood. My friends while you were using to block one of the many sirens wailing ambulances sped to reach the scene of other incidents. I continued to remove mucus from the mouth as soon stopped breathing. The military after all successful attempts to block the Green Cross ambulance. The doctor and nurses that went account of serious injuries, with extreme caution using that broken body and leave for the hospital in Salerno not before reassured me that if I had not worked as I had done that young man would certainly have died of suffocation. Then came the traffic police. A car agent collects the personal papers of the poor young man. I hear the policeman by the surname and place of origin, Biella. Palermo reached but the vision of that young man was always able to get news and viva.Non despite several phone calls made to both hospitals and to those of Naples, Salerno. Finally I decide to call Biella contacting people with that surname.
call me responds to the twelfth an elderly person. I was explaining what I wanted to know when the lady starts crying and the other between sobs and tells me that this young man was his son, married with a child, started from Biella in the car with a trailer hitch to be delivered to the Irpinia earthquake . What initially had been taken to hospital in Salerno but given the serious injuries the doctors found they felt should be transferred to hospital in Naples where he died a few days later. He told me that he knew of a person dying son remained close to helping him live a few more days. I expressed some words of comfort but I lacked the courage to say that this young man was io.Ancora today remember the tears of this mother destroyed by the agonizing pain of losing a young son to the extreme generosity and selfless sacrifice in the chronicles of the time not devoted even a paragraph. These are the real heroes whose memory will always remain alive in the memories of people who have had the good fortune to meet during the course of their lives.
