<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910</id><updated>2011-06-08T08:16:51.608+02:00</updated><title type='text'>LA  MORGIA</title><subtitle type='html'>La Morgia del Signore, una roccia imponente agli occhi di un bambino che si ergeva e si erge verso Ferrazzano. Luogo misterioso, alla base della quale rinfrerscarsi nelle calde giornate estive</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-7573422376713620059</id><published>2007-11-26T18:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:40:15.987+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Incontrarsi dopo 44 anni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sono 11 post (10 a novembre e uno a ottobre) che rappresentano il diario di di un viaggio fatto a Mirabello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/R0sBSg9T4XI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/f36h8yGuUkU/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(30).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sannitico con l'obiettivo di riincontrarsi per festeggiare i 60 anni. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/R0sD1A9T4YI/AAAAAAAAAtY/_qNbI4fz6Jo/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(30).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ho rivisto persone che non vedevo da 44 anni. Inutile negarlo è stato molto emozionante e per fissare nella memoria quelle ore bellissime mi sono cimentato nella costruzione di questo Blog. Devo ringraziare nuovamente Vincenzo, il grande sponsor dell'evento, Mario dal Canada con il quale intratteniamo un bello scambio di e-mail e che condivide con me un progetto di utilizzo di internet come luogo di incontro e scambio di esperienze per i molisani migranti, Paolo, Nicolino e tutti quelli che erano presenti e che hanno avuto parole e gesti gentili nei miei confronti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Un grazie a tutti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Roberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-7573422376713620059?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/7573422376713620059/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=7573422376713620059' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/7573422376713620059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/7573422376713620059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/incontrarsi-dopo-44-anni.html' title='Incontrarsi dopo 44 anni'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-8414530563129677123</id><published>2007-11-13T22:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:52:57.887+02:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44 anni..la domenica mattina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW4w_Q-pI/AAAAAAAAAos/0AHBdkED0eY/s1600-h/DSCN4571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW4w_Q-pI/AAAAAAAAAos/0AHBdkED0eY/s400/DSCN4571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW5g_Q-qI/AAAAAAAAAo0/eedzRPQ-S-E/s1600-h/DSCN4572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW5g_Q-qI/AAAAAAAAAo0/eedzRPQ-S-E/s400/DSCN4572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW6A_Q-rI/AAAAAAAAAo8/XOjTFRrPEio/s1600-h/DSCN4575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW6A_Q-rI/AAAAAAAAAo8/XOjTFRrPEio/s400/DSCN4575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW6A_Q-sI/AAAAAAAAApE/PZvcm0al6LM/s1600-h/DSCN4585.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW6A_Q-sI/AAAAAAAAApE/PZvcm0al6LM/s400/DSCN4585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In quest'ultimo post sono racchiuse le ultime foto della domenica mattina 13 agosto 07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;le prime tre foto rappresentano nell'ordine, veduta della chiesa, della piazza e di S. Giorgio, tutte e tre riprese da palazzo Spicciati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nell'ultima foto siamo raffigurati nell'ordine: Nicolino, Mariapina, io, Ileana e VIncenzo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;La visita a Mirabello stà volgendo al termine e con la voglia di rivederci presto siamo pronti a tornare a Ravenna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-8414530563129677123?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/8414530563129677123/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=8414530563129677123' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/8414530563129677123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/8414530563129677123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_8400.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44 anni..la domenica mattina'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoW4w_Q-pI/AAAAAAAAAos/0AHBdkED0eY/s72-c/DSCN4571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-82180047418105613</id><published>2007-11-13T22:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:54:02.392+02:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44 anni...la cena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3A_Q-jI/AAAAAAAAAoA/nhXFb-kwOoI/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(128).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3A_Q-jI/AAAAAAAAAoA/nhXFb-kwOoI/s400/aug.11+2007+(128).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3Q_Q-kI/AAAAAAAAAoI/kmt5b1WlXus/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(148).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3Q_Q-kI/AAAAAAAAAoI/kmt5b1WlXus/s400/aug.11+2007+(148).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3Q_Q-lI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/8lGqqY_nmII/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(150).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3Q_Q-lI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/8lGqqY_nmII/s400/aug.11+2007+(150).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3g_Q-mI/AAAAAAAAAoY/a_JxHxPg0nM/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(151).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3g_Q-mI/AAAAAAAAAoY/a_JxHxPg0nM/s400/aug.11+2007+(151).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A cena sabato sera in un noto ristorante di Mirabello. Siamo alle battute finali del pranzo luculliano dove ho potuto gustare il cibo legato alla mia infanzia. La quadriaglia comandata da Paolo impazza, e tutti danno il meglio di se nelle danze con esclusione dei pigri, ovvero che hanno mangiato troppo e di Mario che ha documentato con maestria l'evento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-82180047418105613?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/82180047418105613/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=82180047418105613' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/82180047418105613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/82180047418105613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_8802.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44 anni...la cena'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoU3A_Q-jI/AAAAAAAAAoA/nhXFb-kwOoI/s72-c/aug.11+2007+(128).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-152944610294708925</id><published>2007-11-13T22:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:54:46.892+02:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44anni...la cena</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoUQg_Q-fI/AAAAAAAAAng/PJJkTlAR3ek/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(119).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoUQg_Q-fI/AAAAAAAAAng/PJJkTlAR3ek/s400/aug.11+2007+(119).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoUQg_Q-gI/AAAAAAAAAno/BDGLn8d4ydc/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(124).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoUQg_Q-gI/AAAAAAAAAno/BDGLn8d4ydc/s400/aug.11+2007+(124).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoUQw_Q-hI/AAAAAAAAAnw/URlgYanMYp4/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(125).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoUQw_Q-hI/AAAAAAAAAnw/URlgYanMYp4/s400/aug.11+2007+(125).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoURA_Q-iI/AAAAAAAAAn4/6ipX1yFq9MI/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(126).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoURA_Q-iI/AAAAAAAAAn4/6ipX1yFq9MI/s400/aug.11+2007+(126).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Alcune foto della cena, fra una portata e un altra. Mi preme commentare la prima foto una delle poche che ritrae Mario seduto al tavolo, senza la sua macchina fotografica o a filmare. Nelle altre tre foto ci sono Paolo, Nicolino e Vincenzo e rispettive consorti: tre amici inseparabili della mia infanzia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-152944610294708925?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/152944610294708925/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=152944610294708925' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/152944610294708925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/152944610294708925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_5990.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44anni...la cena'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoUQg_Q-fI/AAAAAAAAAng/PJJkTlAR3ek/s72-c/aug.11+2007+(119).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-7784416188603068770</id><published>2007-11-13T22:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:55:34.271+02:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44 anni..ricevuti dal sindaco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTig_Q-cI/AAAAAAAAAnI/W_7JNM-OdzI/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(110).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTig_Q-cI/AAAAAAAAAnI/W_7JNM-OdzI/s400/aug.11+2007+(110).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTiw_Q-dI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gXylEjPDLxg/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(112).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTiw_Q-dI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gXylEjPDLxg/s400/aug.11+2007+(112).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTiw_Q-eI/AAAAAAAAAnY/du40CToKCXQ/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(113).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTiw_Q-eI/AAAAAAAAAnY/du40CToKCXQ/s400/aug.11+2007+(113).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Nel pomeriggio di sabato siamo stati ricevuti dal Sindaco per un saluto che velocemente ha superato tutti i caratteri della formalità, per trasformarsi in un momento di autentica gioia. Vincenzo ha superato se stesso nel commentare il senso del nostro incontro, con alcuni momenti toccanti quando ci ha distribuito copia dei registri di classe della scuola elementare che il maestro D'Amico compilava con diligenza e bella calligrafia. Anche il Sindaco ha voluto dare un tocco di vicinanza al nostro ritrovarsi e ha ricordato quando ragazzo mi prendeva come modello di riferimento ricordandomi non senza emozione da parte mia la figura di mia madre che l'aveva aiutato a nascere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-7784416188603068770?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/7784416188603068770/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=7784416188603068770' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/7784416188603068770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/7784416188603068770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_7528.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44 anni..ricevuti dal sindaco'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTig_Q-cI/AAAAAAAAAnI/W_7JNM-OdzI/s72-c/aug.11+2007+(110).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-6445774020618706450</id><published>2007-11-13T22:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:56:31.366+02:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44 anni..lo spuntino da Fantacone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTJw_Q-YI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kfJzlyDJ5N4/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(67).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTJw_Q-YI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kfJzlyDJ5N4/s400/aug.11+2007+(67).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTKA_Q-ZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/H9neJhHu1AY/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(68).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTKA_Q-ZI/AAAAAAAAAmw/H9neJhHu1AY/s400/aug.11+2007+(68).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTKA_Q-aI/AAAAAAAAAm4/1D8xZGR9-PY/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(95).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTKA_Q-aI/AAAAAAAAAm4/1D8xZGR9-PY/s400/aug.11+2007+(95).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTKQ_Q-bI/AAAAAAAAAnA/AVmW_0nmwOo/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(107).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTKQ_Q-bI/AAAAAAAAAnA/AVmW_0nmwOo/s400/aug.11+2007+(107).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doveva essere lo spuntino che precedeva il pranzo, come era prevedibile dopo due ore mangiavamo ancora e ci siamo alzati da tavola non prima delle 15,30. Un trionfo di salumi molisani e tanti prodotti tipici accompagnati da un ottimo vino di produzione casalinga ha fatto da cornice al gazebo dal quale si può ammirare la chiesa di S. Giorgio. Le foto in sequenza dimostrano eloquentemnte l'asesione convinta dei partecipanti a gustare le ottime specialità offerte dal nostro anfitrione ritratto nella terza immagine con Mario&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-6445774020618706450?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/6445774020618706450/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=6445774020618706450' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/6445774020618706450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/6445774020618706450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_6077.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44 anni..lo spuntino da Fantacone'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoTJw_Q-YI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kfJzlyDJ5N4/s72-c/aug.11+2007+(67).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-6830165007905173580</id><published>2007-11-13T22:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:57:42.796+02:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44 anni...Viva il gelato Gelindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRQ_Q-UI/AAAAAAAAAmI/dzijs8IsVoQ/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(55).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRQ_Q-UI/AAAAAAAAAmI/dzijs8IsVoQ/s400/aug.11+2007+(55).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRg_Q-VI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/43VzU6Pmbkg/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(57).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRg_Q-VI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/43VzU6Pmbkg/s400/aug.11+2007+(57).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRg_Q-WI/AAAAAAAAAmY/2z6XPEJnLzM/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(58).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRg_Q-WI/AAAAAAAAAmY/2z6XPEJnLzM/s400/aug.11+2007+(58).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRw_Q-XI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7M12jAPwbf8/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(64).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRw_Q-XI/AAAAAAAAAmg/7M12jAPwbf8/s400/aug.11+2007+(64).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In questo post sono raccolte alcune delle foto che sono state fatte durante la visita alla stabilimenti di produzione del gelato Gelindo. Paolo socio dello stabilimento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-6830165007905173580?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/6830165007905173580/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=6830165007905173580' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/6830165007905173580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/6830165007905173580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_5218.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44 anni...Viva il gelato Gelindo'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoSRQ_Q-UI/AAAAAAAAAmI/dzijs8IsVoQ/s72-c/aug.11+2007+(55).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-5660872654030002609</id><published>2007-11-13T22:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:59:43.741+02:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44 anni... Monteverde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoRew_Q-SI/AAAAAAAAAl4/_tdi8Lh51E8/s1600-h/DSCN4529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoRew_Q-SI/AAAAAAAAAl4/_tdi8Lh51E8/s400/DSCN4529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoRfA_Q-TI/AAAAAAAAAmA/OtxjxQi3qUo/s1600-h/DSCN4531.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoRfA_Q-TI/AAAAAAAAAmA/OtxjxQi3qUo/s400/DSCN4531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Di ritorno dallo stabilimento di Paolo io e Vincenzo ci siamo fermati pochi minuti a Monteverde, un santuario che si raggiungeva in pellegrinaggio a piedi da Mirabello, un evento religioso che si trasformava in una bella scampagnata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-5660872654030002609?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/5660872654030002609/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=5660872654030002609' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/5660872654030002609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/5660872654030002609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_5261.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44 anni... Monteverde'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoRew_Q-SI/AAAAAAAAAl4/_tdi8Lh51E8/s72-c/DSCN4529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-1834189915381721300</id><published>2007-11-13T22:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:45:18.637+01:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44 anni...Sepino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQzw_Q-OI/AAAAAAAAAlY/FWca5VqTAFM/s1600-h/DSCN4506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQzw_Q-OI/AAAAAAAAAlY/FWca5VqTAFM/s400/DSCN4506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQ0A_Q-PI/AAAAAAAAAlg/XTTXh1OFz5A/s1600-h/DSCN4507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQ0A_Q-PI/AAAAAAAAAlg/XTTXh1OFz5A/s400/DSCN4507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQ0Q_Q-QI/AAAAAAAAAlo/7afqFkXY3Jw/s1600-h/DSCN4511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQ0Q_Q-QI/AAAAAAAAAlo/7afqFkXY3Jw/s400/DSCN4511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQ0g_Q-RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/i1ccNbqb6Q8/s1600-h/DSCN4517.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQ0g_Q-RI/AAAAAAAAAlw/i1ccNbqb6Q8/s400/DSCN4517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Visita a Sepino, un sito archeologico che merita di essere visitato dedicandogli molte ore. Credendo di fare cosa gradita ha attivato un link con il comune di Sepino dove viene illustrato, con dovizia di particolari, il sito archeologico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comune.sepino.cb.it/cgi-bin/pag.cgi?ser=pag&amp;amp;cat=13"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.comune.sepino.cb.it/cgi-bin/pag.cgi?ser=pag&amp;amp;cat=13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-1834189915381721300?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/1834189915381721300/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=1834189915381721300' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/1834189915381721300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/1834189915381721300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_13.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44 anni...Sepino'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzoQzw_Q-OI/AAAAAAAAAlY/FWca5VqTAFM/s72-c/DSCN4506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-6496019940629041398</id><published>2007-11-09T21:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:00:04.127+01:00</updated><title type='text'>incontrarsi dopo 44 anni...la scuola elementare...la casa dove sono nato</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-cA_Q-KI/AAAAAAAAAkg/jc7PcVhM_ck/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-cA_Q-KI/AAAAAAAAAkg/jc7PcVhM_ck/s400/aug.11+2007+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;la nostra scuola elementare ora casa privata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-dA_Q-LI/AAAAAAAAAko/3ydsLifRmOk/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-dA_Q-LI/AAAAAAAAAko/3ydsLifRmOk/s400/aug.11+2007+(11).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;foto che ci ritrae dopo 54 anni più o meno nelle stesse posizioni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-dg_Q-MI/AAAAAAAAAkw/WvizXKOEMwk/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-dg_Q-MI/AAAAAAAAAkw/WvizXKOEMwk/s400/aug.11+2007+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;la chiesa madre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-eA_Q-NI/AAAAAAAAAk4/JQ6VLXiZs8U/s1600-h/aug.11+2007+(21).JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-eA_Q-NI/AAAAAAAAAk4/JQ6VLXiZs8U/s400/aug.11+2007+(21).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;vicino alla casa dove sono nato. Questo luogo non è mai mancato nei brevi e intensi pellegrinaggi della memoria che si sono succeduti nel corso di questi 44 anni. Una forza che non riesco a descrivere mi chiamava. Una volta arrivato davanti a quel portone venivo portato ai miei primi anni di vita. Le voci dei miei, le corse pazze dopo le marachelle commesse, la sicurezza dei miei affetti.. come parlarne senza farsi venire il magone..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-6496019940629041398?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/6496019940629041398/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=6496019940629041398' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/6496019940629041398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/6496019940629041398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post_09.html' title='incontrarsi dopo 44 anni...la scuola elementare...la casa dove sono nato'/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RzS-cA_Q-KI/AAAAAAAAAkg/jc7PcVhM_ck/s72-c/aug.11+2007+(7).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-589481001201533629</id><published>2007-11-07T21:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T21:47:59.220+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Incontrarsi dopo 44 anni&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sono nato in un paese del Molise, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mirabello&lt;/span&gt; Sannitico, 60 anni fa. Mia mamma era l'ostetrica condotta del paese mentre mio babbo era stato un carabiniere con la qualifica di appuntato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyTidP4yulI/AAAAAAAAABE/Qmpf1iDsn8c/s1600-h/mirabello.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Mia mamma emiliana, mio babbo campano e noi due io e mia sorella, più piccola di tre anni, lasciamo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mirabello&lt;/span&gt; nel 1963. Sono tornato diverse volte, in questi anni, nei miei luoghi di origine incitato da un sogno ricorrente che mi richiamava in Molise. Le mie puntate veloci erano contraddistinte da una sorta di pellegrinaggio, visita alla casa natia, alla chiesa, alle altre due case dove abbiamo abitato nei primi sedici anni della mia vita. Evitavo con cura i contatti con i paesani, timoroso dei tanti non ricordo che avrei dovuto pronunciare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;luglio 2007 ricevo la telefonata di Vincenzo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ero al mare e in una calda giornata estiva di luglio del 2007, mentre leggevo sono stato raggiunto da una telefonata da casa che mi avvertiva che mi aveva cercato ... Vincenzo.. che desiderava parlarmi. Sono rimasto letteralmente senza parole, Il Molise ancora una volta si faceva vivo in modo forte e chiaro, non attraverso i miei sogni ricorrenti ma attraverso una persona che non sentivo e vedevo da almeno 44 anni. Amico di infanzia con il quale ho condiviso assieme a tanti altri, momenti spensierati e felici. Mi ricordo di &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nicolino&lt;/span&gt;, Paolo, e tanti altri compagni di avventura, quando ad esempio sfuggendo alla vigilanza dei miei, raggiungevamo la &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Morgia&lt;/span&gt; del Signore per fare il bagno nelle fresche acque del torrente.&lt;br /&gt;Ho cercato di mettermi in contatto con Vincenzo e dopo qualche ora ci sentivamo in una telefonata fiume che cercava di colmare il vuoto di 44 anni. La sera ero un subbuglio di emozioni, la proposta era di rivederci, tutti quelli nati nel 1947, a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Mirabello&lt;/span&gt; per passare una giornata memorabile insieme guardandoci incuriositi su come il tempo ci aveva cambiato nel corso di quasi 5 decenni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;12 agosto a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mirabello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Più volte, mi sono avvicinato al mio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pc&lt;/span&gt; per scrivere una sorta di diario di quel giorno e ogni volte mi fermavo sopraffatto dalle emozioni. Ho deciso quindi di farmi aiutare dalle foto e di scrivere un breve commento sui momenti più salienti:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;· La visita guidata di Vincenzo, guida superba che ci accompagnato a vedere la scuola elementare, prima dall’esterno con foto ricordo che ci ritraeva nelle stesse posizioni di un analoga foto della 1 elementare. La visita è continuata all’interno di quella che era la nostra scuola ora ristrutturata e abitata da una famiglia gentilissima che ci ha accolto con gioia, facendoci visitare le diverse stanze e offrendoci un ricco rinfresco&lt;br /&gt;· La chiesa di S.Rocco, le vie del paese, la chiesa madre, la casa dove sono nato, le case storiche di &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mirabellesi&lt;/span&gt; illustri e cosi via. La nostra comitiva, circa una trentina di persone, non è passata inosservata ed è stato un susseguirsi di persone che si avvicinavano e mi chiedevano se ero proprio io se mi ricordavo di loro e di come ero peste e turbolento da bambino;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;· La visita a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sepino &lt;/span&gt;dove abbiamo ammirato una vasta area archeologica di cui ignoravo l'esisteza, tant,è che ho deciso di linkare il sito per una lettura più approfondita e completa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comune.sepino.cb.it/cgi-bin/pag.cgi?ser=pag&amp;amp;cat=13"&gt;http://www.comune.sepino.cb.it/cgi-bin/pag.cgi?ser=pag&amp;amp;cat=13&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Successivamente siamo andati a vedere la fabbrica di gelati di Paolo; naturalmentedopo averci fatto vedere i vari processi lavorativi, ci ha offerto un ottimo gelato. Poi di corsa a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Monteverde&lt;/span&gt;, luogo dove accanto ad un pellegrinaggio religioso ho passato dei momenti gioiosi e anche dolorosi, quando all’età di otto anni io a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Monteverde&lt;/span&gt; venivo informato di un grave malanno occorso a  mio babbo.&lt;br /&gt;· Via di corsa a casa di &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Fantacone&lt;/span&gt; perché ci aspettava un aperitivo prima del pranzo, che come era prevedibile di è trasformato in un convivio pantagruelico dove ho potuto gustare i sapori della mia infanzia come è ampiamente dimostrato dalle foto.&lt;br /&gt;· Alle 17 siamo stati ricevuti dal Sindaco nella sala del consiglio comunale, dove oltre a portare i saluti del paese ha avuto parale gentili nei miei confronti quando fra l’altro mi ricordava che era nato con l’aiuto di mia madre. Vincenzo ha ricordato brevemente i motivi dell’incontro e ci ha dato copia dei registri di classe delle elementari&lt;br /&gt;· Alle 18 messa in suffragio delle persone, nostre coetanee, morte. Il parroco ha avuto parole molte belle per ciascuno di noi. Ci ha informato della data quando eravamo stati battezzati. Ha voluto rendere omaggio pubblico a mia madre che in qualità di ostetrica aveva contribuito alla nascita di tutti noi e di centinaia e centinaia di persone nate a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Mirabello&lt;/span&gt; nel ventennio in cui è stata presente nel paese&lt;br /&gt;· Poi a cena allietata dalla bellissima voce di Paolo e dal suono della fisarmonica di Vincenzo che si è conclusa con canti e balli fra cui una pazza quadriglia che ci ha fatto ridere come dei matti&lt;br /&gt;Giornata lunghissima, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;iniziata&lt;/span&gt; alle tre del mattino di sabato e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;conclusasi&lt;/span&gt; alle tre della domenica mattina. Momenti intensi che sono stati documentati con professionalità da Mario sia con foto (il &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;cd&lt;/span&gt; delle foto alle 10 della domenica mattina era già nelle mie mani) che con filmati (che Mario mi ha spedito dal Canada) e al quale esprimo la mia gratitudine.&lt;br /&gt;Anche la domenica è stata intensa con l’inaugurazione del Palazzo spicciati che tratterò in un post a parte, poi a casa di &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Nicolino&lt;/span&gt; e poi dopo qualche ora il ritorno a casa e mentre percorrevo i 500 km che mi separavano da casa , ripensando alle ore intense che ave vo vissuto non ho potuto fare altro che dire ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000066;"&gt;Grazie Vincenzo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-589481001201533629?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/589481001201533629/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=589481001201533629' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/589481001201533629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/589481001201533629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/11/incontrarsi-dopo-44-anni-sono-nato-in.html' title=''/><author><name>R. R.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05718051782162787641</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8009080878013626910.post-2908452294354428902</id><published>2007-10-31T19:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T23:00:54.063+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Incontrarsi dopo 44 anni... Palazzo Spicciati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;palazzo spicciati&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ho deciso di fare un post a parte per l'inaugurazione di Palazzo Spicciati sia perchè dotare il paese di un museo e di una biblioteca è un avvenimento davvero importante sia perchè da piccolo ho sempre guardato Palazzo Spicciati da lontano e non ricordo se sono stato loro ospite in qualche occasione. M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i sembra di si ma ,in ogni caso, nei confronti del palazzo avevo un timore reverenziale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricordo che qualche anno fa in una delle mie fugaci visite a Mirabello Sannitico, trovai il palazzo in uno sto di degrado&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjc6_4yutI/AAAAAAAAACo/dRhB1JbDCoc/s1600-h/DSCN4547.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127591081901472466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjc6_4yutI/AAAAAAAAACo/dRhB1JbDCoc/s200/DSCN4547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e di abbandono che faceva male al cuore. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rivederlo ristutturato e restituito al paese e alla comunità più complessiva mi ha fatto davvero piacere. Inaugurazione con tutti i crismi della ufficialità e relativa visita mi ha petrmesso di visitare &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;il palazzo e di godere del bellissimo panorama che si gode dall'alto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mi servirò soprattutto di foto che ho scattato quel giorno per fissare nella mia mente e in quelli che avranno l'opportunità di visitare questo sito, le emozioni provate a visitare l'antico maniero completamente ristrutturato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjj8_4yu1I/AAAAAAAAADo/7ssf1tHSiHI/s1600-h/DSCN4545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127598812842605394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjj8_4yu1I/AAAAAAAAADo/7ssf1tHSiHI/s200/DSCN4545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjeAP4yuvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GFlY3-uavmM/s1600-h/DSCN4555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127592271607413490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjeAP4yuvI/AAAAAAAAAC4/GFlY3-uavmM/s200/DSCN4555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjlt_4yu3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/HdhyCtwdduI/s1600-h/DSCN4567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127600754167823218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjlt_4yu3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/HdhyCtwdduI/s200/DSCN4567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127593555802635042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjfK_4yuyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/kqsKlMV2QoM/s200/DSCN4584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjfl_4yuzI/AAAAAAAAADY/P57vTk0UmIg/s1600-h/DSCN4578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127594019659103026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjfl_4yuzI/AAAAAAAAADY/P57vTk0UmIg/s200/DSCN4578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjgB_4yu0I/AAAAAAAAADg/M2wiRk5i4OM/s1600-h/DSCN4575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127594500695440194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjgB_4yu0I/AAAAAAAAADg/M2wiRk5i4OM/s200/DSCN4575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjdlP4yuuI/AAAAAAAAACw/Yk6XFMbiroI/s1600-h/DSCN4563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127591807750945506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjdlP4yuuI/AAAAAAAAACw/Yk6XFMbiroI/s200/DSCN4563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjeuv4yuxI/AAAAAAAAADI/dvG1DxDzlW0/s1600-h/DSCN4576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127593070471330578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/Ryjeuv4yuxI/AAAAAAAAADI/dvG1DxDzlW0/s200/DSCN4576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjlG_4yu2I/AAAAAAAAADw/hQxzDvf7bKk/s1600-h/DSCN4573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127600084152925026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_D8rUyI5gEow/RyjlG_4yu2I/AAAAAAAAADw/hQxzDvf7bKk/s200/DSCN4573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8009080878013626910-2908452294354428902?l=mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/feeds/2908452294354428902/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8009080878013626910&amp;postID=2908452294354428902' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/2908452294354428902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8009080878013626910/posts/default/2908452294354428902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mirabellosannitico.blogspot.com/2007/10/palazzo-spicciati-ho-deciso-di-fare-un.html' title='Incontrarsi dopo 44 anni... 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