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Read and listen to Eugenio's memories of “cazziatoni”.
Today was a really nice day!
We managed to tame Eugenio's restless tummy, which thanks to the industrial quantities of cortisone which he takes every day, had started acting crazy.
We've tried everything at a pharmaceutical level: then the natural find!
2 (two) biscuits with a nice spread of jam. Et voilà, tummy okay!
Tonight we cuddled up close together on our sunbeds, and told each other about our lives.
I share with you some memories of Eugenio, of the love for basketball, and for his playing companions, and for his coach Gaetano. Who taught him so much, who taught so much to all his students, sometimes with a loud voice, to encourage them and help them in the ups and downs of life.
We wish you good night with our little prayer, and thanks for us, for all the children and for this day that God has given us.
When sport is love, it remains in the heart.
Anything done with love, even a scream, a renunciation, a denial, a reproach, will bear good fruit.