The Final Battle

As a foot race, even war has a beginning and an end.

At first you can imagine what the difficulties and dangers to which they will face, but it's only direct experience that leads off these suspicions.
And just the same way as a path, even in war, though among many, you are alone with yourself, their fears, their doubts, their limits.

The final battle of Vittorio Veneto has represented the final act in the inferno sparked by the desire of some men.

The knowledgeable won by the Italian against an opponent to the limit of endurance, due to a number of factors that had already undermined, in an absolute sense, the Habsburg Empire solidity, does not change the balance of losses.
Tangible and lives.
Millions sacrificed for the interest of a few, the bombastic patriotic and believe false evidence. This has destroyed the social fabric of Europe forever orphan a whole generation.

As a foot race, even war has a beginning and an end.

At first you can imagine what the difficulties and dangers to which they will face, but it's only direct experience that leads off these suspicions.
And just the same way as a path, even in war, though among many, you are alone with yourself, their fears, their doubts, their limits.

The final battle of Vittorio Veneto has represented the final act in the inferno sparked by the desire of some men.
The knowledgeable won by the Italian against an opponent to the limit of endurance, due to a number of factors that had already undermined, in an absolute sense, the Habsburg Empire solidity, does not change the balance of losses.
Tangible and lives.
Millions sacrificed for the interest of a few, the bombastic patriotic and believe false evidence. This has destroyed the social fabric of Europe forever orphan a whole generation.

Ask, the children of those fallen on the battlefield, what the price they paid for Trento and Trieste.
Ask the mothers, alle mogli, the brothers, friends of those who have never returned and were torn from life that today each of us enjoys.

The historian now leaves the narrator space, one who can, with his own voice, transmit their memory, made not only of dates and names of generals, but tears, injustice, pain.
In a legendary interview that I was fortunate to make one of the direct witnesses of those events, which marked the first postwar, I heard of when a well-known commander of the Royal Army, He fought so that was the peak of Grappa to host the military memorial.

Con questa scelta He consecrated the peak of the mountain to the conscious memory of the sacrifice dei suoi uomini e dei loro avversari.
Today these silent peaks greet you with their religiosity.

Each athlete is responsible for passing on those rocks, He soaked with the blood of our grandparents, each athlete, now pilgrim, the duty to honor them.

(excerpt from the book "What remains" - editions Museum of the Great War - Baita Monte Asolone)

Ask, the children of those fallen on the battlefield, what the price they paid for Trento and Trieste.
Ask the mothers, alle mogli, the brothers, friends of those who have never returned and were torn from life that today each of us enjoys.

The historian now leaves the narrator space, one who can, with his own voice, transmit their memory, made not only of dates and names of generals, but tears, injustice, pain.
In a legendary interview that I was fortunate to make one of the direct witnesses of those events, which marked the first postwar, I heard of when a well-known commander of the Royal Army, He fought so that was the peak of Grappa to host the military memorial.
Con questa scelta He consecrated the peak of the mountain to the conscious memory of the sacrifice dei suoi uomini e dei loro avversari.
Today these silent peaks greet you with their religiosity.

Each athlete is responsible for passing on those rocks, He soaked with the blood of our grandparents, each athlete, now pilgrim, the duty to honor them.

(excerpt from the book "What remains" - editions Museum of the Great War - Baita Monte Asolone)

The Final Battle