Memories Of Our Days. Chiara Cesetti

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      -How long can you stay?- he asked

      -A few days, I’ll have to be back to the Headquarters in a week-

      -I am not going back…- he said solemnly- my leg is still hurting…I don’t think it will ever be the same…bloody Yugoslavians!- This statement was customary now and had the power to chase away the saddest thoughts and put a smile back on his face.

      -It’s late, let’s go out for dinner. There is a lovely place down here. I ‘m a right disaster in the kitchen-

      The kitchen area was in fact dreary; Rudi did not turn his nose up at a good meal and was quite happy to go.

      The family-run restaurant was quite close to the house, just at the corner of the road. It was a small restaurant with a lovely family atmosphere. They sat at a table beside the wall. Rudi watched the pictures on the walls: sketches, caricatures, inscriptions, there were so many of them that they nearly covered the whole wall.

      -Painters leave them there to pay for their bills- Fosco explained- Totò, the owner, does not mind that, he says that sooner or later some of them will be famous and he’ll make up for the others with his painting-

      -Totò is great!-

      -He is nice, but he is from Naples and knows very well what is doing. Do you like the meat? It’s quite a lovely dish-

      Totò went up the two steps that divided up the kitchen from the dining hall and showed up at the door.

      -Good morning sir- he said to Fosco. His friendly manners well matched his stocky body. His round head and virtually without neck was straight up and alert, framed by hair which was a bit long, black and curly. His eyes were big and dark, and were able to take a quick general look of the whole dining hall and had stopped on them. It was true that you could see that he was a smart business dealer that people appreciate because he was not doing it behind the scene but it was openly showed.

      Fosco replied in a tone that was equally friendly.

      -Good morning Totò, I have a friend with me today. I’ll get the usual, for two, and red wine, the good one, though!-

      -In your dreams!- the innkeeper replied laughing and went back down below.

      He sat down keeping his stiff leg over the stick which was across the room. He did not eat very much but he drank quite a lot indeed, he spoke the whole evening about going back to work at the newsroom and he hoped to work as a reporter again. He said that he was trying to write what he saw and experienced. He wanted to put them together with the articles he sent when he was at the front to try and make a book out of it.

      They spent the four days that Rudi was in Milan sightseeing. His friend would show him areas that people did not know of, which reminded him of personal memories, tragic or funny events. He was a good speaker, witty and lively who would easily draw people’s attention and curiosity. Rudi was in line with his apparently easy-going picture of the world. He realised that if you look just a little beyond that façade to see in him a true wish to know and analyse the events, an ability to commit oneself to the fullest leaving behind all personal needs.

      They spoke about the latest news about the war, the horrifying things they saw and Fosco passionately reiterated the reasons that led him to support the non-intervention in a undertaking that cost a lot of sacrifices.

      They split up at the station. Fosco looked more peaceful, as if in those four days he could relieve his mind from visions and words which had been long restrained. As for Rudi, he was aware to have discovered a territory unknown to him up to now and to know now who the right guide was to get to know it.

      1 Chapter IX

      1918

      Back at his battalion, Rudi was engaged on the sidelines, no more at the front. The war there did not look so frightening.

      After that terrible day on October 24th, 1917 when the Austro-German broke through the Italian armies and invaded Friuli, several events had taken place. On November 9th Marshal Cadorna had given his place to General Armando Diaz. What was mostly worrying about the war was the situation in Russia, where on November 8th the Bolshevik got the power and now they were preparing to ask for the armistice to keep an eye on the internal situation. This was a huge problem for the Coalition which following Brest-Litovsk peace agreement on March 3rd, 1918, the Russian army was not part of its army anymore.

      People feared the worst. Boys born in 1919 were called in to go to war. Boys who were born in December of that year were not 18 yet.

      The new Italian headquarters tried to organise themselves fast. At the front, the troops tried to hold on courageously against the enemies.

      The last determining offensive started on Mount Grappa on October 24th, 1918 and on November 3rd the victorious Italian army was in Trento. At six o’clock in the afternoon the armistice was signed at Villa Giusti.

      On November 4^th, the Italians got the news from the newspapers:

       ‘The Italian army is in Trento and Trieste.

      Supreme Command, November 3rd (7pm)

      Our troops have occupied Trento and have landed in Trieste. The Italian flag is flapping on the Castello del Buon Consiglio and on the Torre di San Giusto. Sections of the cavalry have reached Udine. Signed A. Diaz.’

      That Monday the Italians read or got someone to read it for them over and over again the war bulletin no. 1278 released by the Supreme Command:

      -The war against Austria Hungary, led by HM the King- Supreme Commander- the Italian army was outnumbered and was not endowed with many means, started on May 24^th, 1915 and with firm faith and tenacious courage led a continuous and harsh resistance for 41 months, it was won.

      The huge battle engaged on last October, 24^th, which involved 51 Italian divisions, three British divisions , two French divisions, one Czechoslovakian division and one American regiment against 73Austro-Hungarian divisions is over.

      The quick long awaited advance on behalf of the 29^th army corps in Trento, blocking the roads for retreat to the enemy troops of Trentino blown over in the west by the 7th army troops and in the east by the 1^st, 6^th and 4^th army troops, caused yesterday the complete destruction of the enemy front.

      From river Brenta to river Torre the overpowering effort of the 12^th, 8th and 10th army and the cavalry divisions push the fleeing enemy back.

      In the S.A.R. plain the Duke of Aosta rapidly advances leading his undefeated 3rd army eager to go back to the positions which they had already victoriously conquered which were never lost.

      The Austro-Hungarian army is defeated: they suffered heavy losses during the tenacious resistance during the first days of battle and during the chasing; they lost huge amounts of materials of any kind and almost all their warehouses and deposits; so far he left in our hands about 300 thousand prisoners and all the commanding officers and no less than 5 thousand cannons.

      What was left of one of the most powerful armies in the worlds are getting back up the valleys that they had previously descended with proud confidence СКАЧАТЬ