"Don't close that gate"
I do not remember how it happened. Perhaps the few guardians who normally disengaged the service of an officer were destined to be commanded for the arrival of ...
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"Lebanon is not a country, it is a message" (St. John Paul II)
We have had many wars, the last one of the 2006, which even today I can not understand who won. We always breathe war air and often we civilians pay the price ...
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"The Colovrat, between trench and memory grooves"
The laws for days on the books, they explain that the tactical clash determines the operational outcome and that from there the winning strategy is triggered, but you have to go to understand ...
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"An unusual marriage request"
Love, love, love, this I would like to be able to repeat it all my life. I'll do it, I'm sure I want to do it. Even though life has made me feel the destructive experience of ...
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"Who would have thought"
Who would have thought that your world would become mine? Twenty-five years to complete, a degree in international studies and a specialization in law ...
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"To my daughter"
My child, it's been a long time since I wanted to write to you, tell you a little about me, about us, about these two parents who are looking for you and waiting for you with so much love. You will see our works ...
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"Diary from Afghanistan"
To tell the truth this will not be a real diary, to keep a diary you need to be constant and I am not, what I write will therefore be, more simply, a ...
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"The maitre's recipe"
The training activity was very intense but despite this reaching the 150 days of sleeping bag in the solar year (bureaucratic discriminating invented to distinguish the ...
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"Yellow submarine"
Watchtower one Sunday morning at the Operational Office of Maridipart Naples ... I am narrating about prehistory. The colleague dismounting informs me that at the head of the dock of the base ...
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"'Na' bbona word"
Waiting for my colleague who had entered Emperor's shop to buy a cap, I had parked in Via Santa Brigida in the second row, a position that in Naples ...
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"The ranks of the Navy"
I graduated in February of 1976 and could no longer benefit from the postponement of the leverage service for study reasons, I would soon be leaving "military in the Army" and so I was ...
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"The battle of Pozzuolo del Friuli between dream and reality"
Serving in cavalry is something unique, something that exceeds the normal dimension of service in arms. Who belongs "to the noble weapon" with the time matures an awareness of ...
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"Life also takes luck"
[A fact that actually happened, described by those who heard direct testimony] He was a volunteer. One of those who never back down. Not one of those who brag ...
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"The sailor's sack never empties"
Mario does not have the pen easy. Not even with the words is a champion, for the truth. This story told me one evening, after a guard in the COP, the operational center of ...
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"A paradoxical phone call"
The life of a soldier is full of transfers. In each destination we are enriched by new experiences. This little story refers to a trivial fact that took place in the first ...
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"Salvation: the love of the family"
I'm an alpine, I came home, I managed to get home after the days at the front on the Don. We knew then that we "had" to stay online because other departments ...
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"A freshwater sailor"
After the military service in the most prestigious port of Porto in Italy, the few months of disengagement had passed through the pages of numerous texts for the competition ...
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"A long time ago, when regiments did not exist yet (or more for decades) ..."
I remember my first service as a picket officer. I was twenty. Sigh! I remember that when I got up, in a fraction of a second, I had to be aware, besides the ...
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"So that you can overcome the surface of this desert"
[A story really happening in Afghanistan that I have read and mediate in a mediated manner] Hello, my name is Nabil, I am the son of Jalad Khan and I belong to the tribe of ...
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"Incipit"
"... Then in times of solitude, when regret becomes a habit, a way to live together, we cry the absent lips of all the beautiful passers that we are not ...
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