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Nato il 6 febbraio 1903

Nastro 1994/1 - Lato A                                      Giovedì 3 marzo 1994

Sono nato nel "palazzo" [villa veneta] che si vede dietro la chiesa e che in questi giorni stanno restaurando. I miei antenati erano signori da Venezia, proprietari di quel palazzo e di 160 campi di terra in paese. Inoltre avevano un negozio di pellicceria a Venezia. Un fratello di mio bisnonno era un canonico che è stato seppellito nella chiesa di Santa Maria del Giglio in Venice.

My father and my mother was named Elia Tersilia Pianca, born respectively in 1872 and 1881. They had five boys and one girl.

[...]

I went to learn the trade of blacksmith at age 13 in 1916, Vasconcelos, by Cuzzi. It was an old man who had the children soldiers. Botteghetta had a blacksmith, the first of the arcades.

I was there for a while and then went to a Spresiano to be a blacksmith in a shop sent out by two boys because the father had recently died, the older of the two was in 1900. We put the knife to horses and Ciapa [Special irons] at the foot of the horse.

worked at the time of Caporetto Spresiano.

blacksmith's shop was right in the middle, a little before where they later built the monument, along the highway. I remember there were all along the road bollards at regular intervals. Beside the church there was also a Spresiano portego passing over the road from side to side. Above were in households, of which he was owner or Mingotti or Beltrame (can not remember). In country called him "el de portego Bressan" under the porch and there was a stall for horses. The inn was Beltrame earlier, before the monument, where the inn is also now.

On the porch stopped the horses. They had the opportunity to eat the oats on feeding and sheltering even if it rained. The stall was owned by Bressan.

Our blacksmith's shop was really small, 'na botegheta : it has been three feet by three. In addition to our shop in the village there was another blacksmith.

I have always had a passion to do the blacksmith and machine, as a child. Remember when the machines were in town to beat wheat, those steam ... "Iera me mato pa and machine" . My father wanted me to study, or an engineer or doctor, but I am nothing, I had a passion for cars.

My father was a weaver, as the brothers Mountains. He worked on his own, at home and worked until the time of Kobarid. It was the canvas: canvas pants, canvas coat. He had a single frame. It was the canvas and then sold it to meters. He worked mainly on cotton, which was going to buy at Treviso.

Retreat Caporetto .

remember all this go by that I could see from our botteghetta. Refugees who came down with the wagons and oxen with horses. They came down from Friuli, because the Germans came forward and they ran. A whole procession of people. Soldiers in trucks. Who went, who was a huge confusion. Until the last night we stayed in the village we started to feel the sciopetae here on the Piave.

So my father made the decision: "Fagot and go!"

We had bundles. We were five brothers and I was the firstborn. [...] We started on foot, taking with him the little bit 'of stuff that could be taken.

I put the food in a bag tied up and linked below so you can put back-to-mo' backpack. Inside I put bread, sausages, wine, cheese, flour to make polenta, beans, onions ... what was there.

My father in another lot was placed inside the larger pots, ladles, spoons, knives.

In the palace of the family were brother and sister of my father (Bepi and Mary), who were to marry. They were par tendarghe [ensure] to know stuff " . And there they remained throughout the war. He is not nothing happened even though the building was struck by twelve grenades (but it's still standing).

Inside the palace there is put the garrison command and uncles have settled in their house next door. The word "garrison command" has been printed for years on the facade, above the central door.

We all had a sack on his back, a saco para homo .

My mom had my brother in his arms Bepi, my sister who had had only a small fagotèl , a small stuff. From each according to his possibilities. All on foot, wagons.

We left our house at night, five of us brothers with Mom and Dad, we started to go and take the train to Treviso. Was on Later, about eight o'clock in the afternoon. No sleep, walking in the dark columns of soldiers going up and down.

When we arrived in Lancenigo - where there is now a pizzeria and then there was a furnace (furnace Bettiol) - we saw a column of military trucks BL 18 coming up the road to the Piave.

My father always called us by name, because it was dark and was afraid of getting lost. There was enormous confusion, movement of soldiers and refugees, and we held hands, with sacks on their shoulders.

on the column of soldiers that went back that evening was also the owner of the establishment Monti, who was the godson of my father's name was Bruno Mountain, and when he heard my father call has called itself "Santolo! Aristide! "

He called us and asked my father

" Santoli, where are you going? "

" Eh - replied my father - who want to stay here already felt the gunshots ? Walk away, walk away. "

Monti told him" godfather spectrum, I ask the lieutenant if you can carry on a bit 'with the truck, perhaps to Treviso. "

He went to ask Lieutenant but returned shortly after saying that no, it was not really possible, because there were many blocks, one at Lancenigo, one in the capital of Sant 'Artemio ...

We continued on foot. We walked all night, and plan, because there were small children. At the first light of morning, about six o'clock, we arrived at the station of Treviso, without having slept at all.

It was not raining, it was a cloudy night.

The streets were full, there was confusion. The road was not paved.

Nobody had gone to warn us and let us go. We started on the initiative of my father. The priest is rimasto in paese.

Mio padre originariamente era intenzionato di dirigersi all'isola d'Elba, perché aveva conosciuto in paese un militare che gli aveva detto di andare a casa sua, all'Elba, dove ci sarebbe stato solo suo padre e sua madre che li avrebbero di sicuro accettati in casa.

Arrivati alla stazione di Treviso c'erano le crocerossine che distribuivano generi di conforto. Ci hanno dato del caffelatte e dei biscotti. C'erano anche delle suore.

Verso le otto ci hanno imbarcati in un treno e siamo partiti con quelle vaporiere di una volta, ciuf ciuf ciuf ciuf , e avanti fino a Bologna, dove siamo arrivati alla sera. Dalle 8 am to 8 pm.

In Bologna we have warrant in the waiting room. Although there were some Red Cross nurses who gave us coffee with milk and cookies.

We stayed in Bologna for the night. In the morning we were loaded on a train and told us that we had to go to Pistoia, where perhaps there was room for the refugees.

We arrived in Pistoia at 10 and we were stopped at the station by train. Then they came to tell us that there was no place, and you had to go fishing.

Put in motion the train again and go to Pescia. A Pescia keep us still another time and place was not even there, we had to go to Montecatini.

Intanto si era fatto il primo pomeriggio e finalmente siamo arrivati a Montecatini dove abbiamo trovato posto.

Ci hanno sistemati da un'affittacamere. [...] Eravamo su due stanze e una cucina fuori della casa, di là del cortiletto, su un'altro edificio.

L'affittacamere era una donna anziana, con una nipote, non del tutto apposto con la testa.

Siamo rimasti a Montecatini fino alla fine della guerra.

Ci trovavamo bene e poi andavamo anche a lavorare.

All'inizio ci passavano 250 grammi di pane al dì a testa, con la tessera; e anche il riso e la pasta, ma tutto con la tessera.

Ci davano un sussidio di una lira e 50 a testa e due lire al capofamiglia.

Certo che duecentocinquanta grammi di pane noi lo mangiavamo già prima de far marenda [prima colazione]. Allora io e mio fratello Aristide andavamo per la campagna con il sacco. Mio padre ci aveva dato dieci lire d'argento per comperare la farina. Noi chiedevano ai contadini se avevano un po' di farina da vendere e questi contadini rispondevano: «Oh bimbo mio non ce n'abbiamo manco per noi! Il governo ci ha sequestrato tutto, ma se ne volete una brancata.» Avevamo un sacchetto per la farina e un sacchetto per il pane e così un po' di qua un po' di là in the evening we came home with bags full of stuff and the whole family could eat.

and did not want money.

All refugees went around from house to house in search of food.

To fire went looking for pine cones. The pine cones were already out and fell to the ground, we went to collect the pine cones with a bag and with it they did fire. It was in the hills, the mountains surrounding Montecatini, me and my brothers and Ferilio Aristide. We had borrowed a cart with the bags and we went on, and somehow it did fire for a week. To eat we had a home

Nothing stove in the room, no toilet at home but outside.

Then we went to work, my father and I, in a workshop that produced grenades. Workshop that she had come to Montecatini refugee from Castelfranco Veneto: Rebellato the workshop, where he was chief mechanic militarized Menon William Roncade. In quest'officina worked fifty people both male and female shift continued night and day. 11 hours to turn in an hour's rest at noon and midnight.

I was a little over fourteen years and they put me to work on the lathe (I had a smattering from home). It was still a work "fixed" to take down the final piece, put on the raw and starting the lathe that was already planned. I was working "under contract" [a piece] and I came to take seven shillings a day - it seems to me that they were about 20 cents a piece - while the normal pay was about three and a half pounds per day. That is, it takes about twice that and it was good money.

My father put hand to the assembly, where he felt the bullets and baffles inside.

We used 149 grenades and 105 mm diameter, about half a meter long.

Never any incidents at the factory and even strikes or protests.

There were both men and women, but women were di meno. Inoltre c'erano una ventina di operai specializzati con la fascia tricolore sul braccio che coordinavano il lavoro; cioè impostavano il lavoro delle singole macchine in modo che noi non facevamo alto che prendere il pezzo grezzo e portarlo a compimento.

I militarizzati erano una specie di capi. Poi c'era il capotecnico Menon che era sopra tutti.

Nessun problema in fabbrica, di nessun genere.

Con la gente del posto mi trovavo bene, ma in fabbrica lavoravano prevalentemente profughi. Pochi erano del posto; gli oprai erano profughi e militarizzati.

Montecatini anche all'epoca aveva alberghi e l'ippodromo.

The Tuscans treated us well, but sometimes they said, maybe the children to them, "Shut up or else I'll eat the refugee."

But there was no hostility towards us. We we have known many of the place.

recently - seven years ago - are returning to Montecatini. I saw the house then. There is no longer the house but the house, even if renewed, and there still is on the corner of Via del Salsarita [Salsero]. At that time I found the owner and I told him that in 1917 I was a refugee there, and the owner made me party and invited me to his house.

We returned home just after the war.

Already on the 10th [November 1918] we were Varago, me and my father, even if you could not.

It gave you permission to return to what was the war zone, but we are back to "illegal" without permission and without anything. A "frank" in his pocket had, because refugees were able to put aside 10,000 pounds. All money that we kept at home, not in the bank, all from a thousand cards, the big ones.

arrived in the evening at the station of Mestre there are guards everywhere asking us what we do there. With the guards non si poteva pensare di uscire... Siamo rimasti un po' in sala d'aspetto e poi siamo andati un pochino in giro all'interno della stazione, fino all'una circa. All'una, me lo ricordo come fosse adesso, c'è la sentinella seduta là con il fucile sulle ginocchia, che dormiva. Abbiamo provato a fare un po' di rumore e il soldato non si muoveva. Mio padre ha detto: «Proviamo ad andar fuori». E pian piano, pian piano ce l'abbiamo fatta ad uscire dalla stazione.

Siamo arrivati a casa a piedi. Dall'una di notte alle undici e mezzo del mattino. Lungo la strada c'erano camion di soldati, ma non ci hanno fermato.

Quando siamo arrivati a casa nessuno ci aspettava. Abbiamo trovato the brothers of the father who - surprise - have asked us: "Here are you? how come? "

Then I stayed home while my dad returned to Montecatini.

in Montecatini we came to know immediately of this armistice.

The news had spread quickly and has not gone over to work in the workshop. All out to celebrate a holiday that I do not know. All the streets with flags cigar [yelling] that the war is over.

When I arrived in my fields Varago, where there was a row of vines there have been two tons of ammunition, bayonets and various ammunition. Because in our fields, as well as the command there in the palace, there was a military camp with tents. And just five hundred meters from the town center, on our property, there were four plots of 149 guns, the same type of grenades that we did.

All hedges of acacia trees were gone. The soldiers had cut everything. In my opinion, was to facilitate the transit of troops that had to go everywhere. But come to think of the screws were left standing. Then maybe the hedges had been cut to make firewood ...

At home, the barn, he found accommodation Seventh British company of sappers, the one that has been Salettuol dedicated the monument. When we returned, the British had left because they went for the bridge over the Piave and we have recovered almost all the pens, so that made the monument. And they start from our home, where they had stayed on teda [storage of hay on the barn].

Our whole country was devastated because I had walked over with trucks, tractors, with the guns. Our land as the crow flies is situated about two kilometers from the Piave, but there were trenches and there were even dead.

But I've seen dead on the Piave. Why am I immediately went on the Piave - By the Germans on the left - and walked the runway to Salettuol (but there were different walkways). I went there with my friends, those who had not gone away, why so many were left to Varago, even kids my age or younger.

We went immediately to see and I remember a shelter. He had been breached because there was a grenade that had fallen the hollow beams of acacia, which was lying on the ground. In there I saw three dead Germans were still there after a week.

campaign a bit 'at a time have put in place my uncle and aunt who had no children and who worked seven fields ground [...].

Tape 1994 / 1 - Side B

[...]

Monte, weaving, was also my father as a small country weaver. There were some brothers, but two in particular did the job: Venera and Evaristo, while Bruno, who was my godson's father was a carpenter. The two had a loom weavers, and each also had other frames for some employees. Three of these frames were mechanical, and since there are no current made them go with the internal combustion engine. Pon pon pon pon pon , you could hear the noise ...

were started with nothing and have found the right article.

Before the [great] war did the painting, because the local farmers to grow hemp and flax. I worked in the home, family - it spun - and then gave the weavers who prepared the canvas that was used for trousers, jackets, households and local consumption.

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ammunition I've seen just arrived at home was collected shortly after by a team of soldiers who came to clean it all, even bombs.

I then went to work with the cooperatives that had arisen for Reconstruction, white and red. I went to work as a blacksmith for a cooperative and did Canevare [bolts] for the doors, bartoèi [hinges] on the balconies, etc.. Red was a cooperative can not remember the name, built by small businessmen in the area. Maserada was, but I do not remember with precision, because there was very parks are not paying me, the Iera tuti deinquenti . They would work and then not pay.

I went away and I planted a blacksmith shop in my home. [...] I was 19 and my brother 11, Ferilio, I acted as a boy. Work the same for cooperatives, but I did pay on delivery.

thieves were all equal, that of cooperation, so that Bruno Monti was a carpenter with his uncle Rene, brother of my mother, got in company with a large lathe to build the windows of the houses. This company "Monti-Pianca" went bankrupt because the cooperative did not pay. They closed with a deficit of 44,000 pounds, in those years.

Closed society, Bruno Mountain has entered into the establishment that had opened his brothers, whereas my uncle Joseph Pianca Caccianga was placed by the senator who gave a hand to have the ' contract [retail monopoly] and an inn. The restaurant is still Saltori, but is now a bar. There is also near the villa of Caccianiga, but not visible from the street because it is in the middle of a forest. Always there is also near the house of Senator Visentini, which was once also the property of Caccianiga: in fact, the Senator has a Caccianiga married and came to live in one of these two villas.

At one point, the cooperatives have ceased to work and me has been very little work for the peasants to make the carts, the wheels for wagons, tools of the campaign. But the farmers did not have any money and I had shut up shop, because when it was time to go and buy coal and iron to do the job I had no money to do it. Li "advanced" ... surplus and still there!

The fact is that the peasants had no money. Whenever we had always waited gaete [cocoons], when they had a calf to sell, wheat, corn ...

I was forced to quit in 1921 and went to work for Ronfini, [on a Canal] in Treviso.

I worked there until the fascists came in 1922 which split the shop because the owner was a Republican. The workers were unemployed; I missed six months to make money so I stayed home.

The fascists came from Ronfini in August-September 1922. I remember because I was inside the shop floor. They split everything. With the clubs have split the lathes, planers, all equipment, smashed with a big bunch of iron.

were a team of about twenty. They went in search of guns they think the workers were hidden in boxes of shoes. Obviously have not found anything, but mainly we had with the owner because he was a Republican. In

were produced mainly via Canal gates, railings and even stuff that was cast in the foundry: turned horizontal travel. We were about fifty employees and over ... the ground floor, the back was a large courtyard and in the back were the blacksmiths forge where they worked.

When they arrived we were afraid the fascists because they had guns in hand, were armed.

" that no Fermi tuti ve femoral noffink. 'Ndemo in SERCA and de pistoi! "

Then they all split, but in fact they did nothing for the workers, and the owner was not there. Foreman was a southerner, but for which I do not remember the name.

I did the military artillery Ferrara and ended the military I went to work Roncade by Menon, from what had been my boss in Montecatini. A Roncade made scooters, bicycles, cars, everything.

I changed specialization and went on engines and steam engines that were being sheltered there by Menon.

From Menon I worked a little over a year. Then I got fired because it was to do 11 hours of work per day and 16 to 16 km one way and return with a German bike that if you put a motor from those of today can not even go on.

I found a place in the garage in Via Canova Treviso where I worked, always in cars - engine maintenance - And where they remained until 1930.

In 1930 I went to Spreyton, opposite the station as a master mechanic who had three rental cars and a truck in tow. The owner said his name was Roberto Bala ... Louis was the old master, with children and Ferruccio Ciliano who also had a tavern and restaurant.

Spresiano I stayed five years until I left for East Africa, where I spent 13 years at the Asmara. But I've traveled all over the empire as a truck driver. I worked on behalf of Bet Treviso: Bet Angel and Joseph Bepi , and his three younger brothers. Angelo no, he had been in Treviso.

The company's headquarters was Decamerè, about 40 km dall'Asmara and there was near Gura airport where they were all Italian road hauliers.

Gima until I arrived at Lake Tana in Gondar. Carrying all the stuff soldiers was not hard work.

I returned in 1948 because before you could not return: we needed the permission of English gentlemen. I was a prisoner, but escaped twice from a concentration camp ...

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Saccon Maria (Maria goddess boat), San Polo di Piave TV

Born March 22, 1907 and residing at the time of the interview at Roncadelle the former ferry / boat to step on the Piave.

Tape 1994/28 - August 18, 1994 Side A

was living in San Polo, near the Caminada, and I went to a refugee in Fontanelle. At first the Germans had brought to San Cassiano di Livenza (PN).

My mom had to buy a child and is the first game, he was afraid because now there were the Germans.

Noi siamo venuti a stare qua su un baracchino, perché mio marito – Gaiotto Ugo, classe 1903, detto Piccino perché era piccoletto – lavorava con il Genio Civile e gli hanno permesso di metter su questa baracca.

Sono già stati anche quelli della barca [i Belumat] ... mi hanno tirato giù [intervistato] tante di quelle volte!

Una volta si bruciava legna, non c'era il gas. Quando veniva giù il Piave si andava a trovar le legne pa a Piave , e a volte si faceva baruffa anche par 'na soca  [una ceppaia].

[...]

When my husband had not worked during the work baskets and in the meantime it had made a Casonetto. He had two sons and had to make do.

Sometimes somebody went and asked: "Fatu a piasser passarme besides Me?

with that a little 'time has come to the ferry because it was not there before in this place.

We did not agree with either common or with anybody, we were tentative. Once it was not like now that we can no longer go to collect even a wand. There was a fee, was said to him: "Deme, what voe ... sinque Schei, Dies Schei, Schei defeated. "

while my husband was always working on the crags along the banks of the river, with the Civil Engineers. Why was not like that now go with the machines and put there. Once brought the rock, piled well, measured. There were many businesses, the Montegani [Monticano] , up to Livenza on Sil , everywhere.

When her husband was not there and there was little water I arranged myself.

The boat was sent ahead with a rod of legno di càssia [acacia], sotto alla quale si era messo un pìc [rivestimento in ferro] che pesava più di un chilo, in modo che quando si buttava la stanga sull'acqua andava in fondo facilmente e si poteva spingere sul fondo [se sé frontéa] . 

Dopo la guerra questi pìc li si faceva anche con i bossoli. A volte si perdeva anche la stanga sull'acqua e non la si trovava più.

Noi siamo venuti qua nel '34 e si è iniziato il traghetto in questo posto solo da quegli anni. 

other war before the ferry was over there, beyond the vineyards, in the City of Cimadolmo Stabiuzzo in town. He was sent on a raft with an aunt of my late husband, who was half orba. There went with carts before the other war because there was always high and the Piave "Venice passed across to here." After the last war have begun to take water to the channel of Victoria and all channels, so now water on the Piave there is more.

We went forward until they made the bridge Cimadolmo . And that's over, we took away all the work.

When they came older children also helped. Some have gone to Switzerland. Then he worked for baskets, we went in Vence. It was a lot of those jobs! It was not enough of course the ferry ... gave us diese francs.

I got married in 1931 and had seven children. Three daughters have gone to Switzerland.

We had a cabin with two rooms and my husband if in'ségnéa to make tut de [strives to do everything]. We had a cabin yet the other war, but done well. To escape the cold, my husband and I went to canéoni. U nce there were those long spouts in the middle of the Piave, and we made a sort of s- ciorín as the one where they put the Knights [of silkworms], with the taps still [dense, close-ups]. After you hang on the wall and my husband did the mortar, and applied it to him so that the cabin seemed a little house.

This happened in 1934, a few years after I married.

The cabin we had bought the mill from the owner of San Polo.

went to gather Venchi [basket] here in the near [...] Piave. Li was cut every year and they are scusséa [peel, rind removed] with joy : they were all beautiful white. Cutting, dismissed the shrub seedlings for use from year to year. They were called wicker de Farinati . But they also worked with el Talponia [poplar] and the copper de morera [mulberry].

They made baskets especially for carboys, which were once all covered with wicker and wood.

Even the branches of the mulberry tree had to be one year. Each branch was divided into three parts [help] with a piece prepared for the purpose of wood and had three projections (this tool does not have it any more). We also work

el Talponia this way and also cassie [acacia] mate.

We worked mainly with the carboys.

When I married one of those baskets were also round (and a bit 'oblong) - 20x30 - which were used for the expeditions. There you put in potatoes, Tegh [bean pods] and stuff like that. They also had the handle, it was the size and were higher than they are wide. Li tossed in Cimadolmo.

in the family a bit 'all worked osier. [...]

How I worked!

I went to school until the third, in San Polo. I was born in Fontanelle and then I went to stay in San Polo.

During the war we returned to Fontanelle, beyond the church and the Montegani ...

When they arrived, the Germans lived in San Polo.

From S. Polo, the Germans have brought us to San Cassiano di Livenza. It was me, my sister Rosina (who is a year older than me) and a my aunt, Luigi Sacconi. We were only three of us in San Cassan, why were we [we had stayed too] at home. Instead my mother's other children: five, plus one that was in and who was born during the war and another son who's nine is born after the war ...

My mother then had already left and gone to Rai by a family of his relatives. was "under" had to have a child and was afraid of this bombing. But Rai there was no place for all, then found a place in Fontanelle while we were still in San Polo.

German Then they took us to San Cassan with horses and wagons. Of our family we were only three, but with us there were many others. They have placed inside a school.

The first to arrive in San Polo were the Germans. When they arrived they found all the good things. There was wine, there were corn, there was everything on Solèr [floor].

They started to let it run out of wine barrels, ciocàrse [drunk] , and make trouble . For that they stopped a year here. Because if they went beyond de Piave was not yet ready to stop anything. So stopped and the Italians have had time to prepare.

We do not have hurt.

Many women also had children and have kept them.

Where was I, a sister of my aunt had a child [from a "German"]. If this is taken and then went to live in France. The name has Guerrino, son of the war. [...] Despite what she married.

These girls went to work for the Germans and it was great that my aunt brought home a ciopa de pan which was made of yellow maize. I do not know then by the Germans, with all this company what was going on.

The Germans gave us 14 pounds of wheat flour every eight days, in 14 it was.

We were in Fontanelle, the house of a family who worked the land of Count Marcello.

My grandmother and grandfather have walked a day in search of the place where the Germans had brought us. Walk and demand, and eventually they found us in San Cassan Livenza of where we were little, because we returned to Fontanelle with our family.

There were also those who remained in the country [in San Polo].

I'm not all run. Those who are left here have impunity everywhere, in the sense going into the homes and took away what was inside. Because when we started we left everything, we have not taken anything away. We left with our hands, with what little clothes we had. Lost everything.

Saccon My father's name was Louis, and my mother Angela Bernardi Oderzo. My father was separated from the family that consisted of 40 persons, with three cousins, a large family. The division was made before the war when the Germans came and had been living in San Polo, and we were fourteen.

When you put a little 'to warm the polenta Grael on larin ... if he turned his head was just to disappear because the Germans, or in the balcony or inside for I know not where, made her disappear. They were hungry too!

They ran because they were hungry, otherwise it would have stayed here yet. You know who ate all the fifty, and even the boto [cobs]. There was nothing to what they fled, or were not going away.

We somehow managed to eat it because my grandfather and my grandmother walked from house to house and brought something home.

We happened to eat sorghum porridge, the red one with which you are the scoàt [Sweepers]. It was almost inedible, and when he had eaten no longer able to have a bowel movement, you could do what you wanted, but if there was nothing that needed to eat, without salt or anything.

It was a tremendous year for us that we had been here, but not for those who stayed at home because those are the things that were hidden. We in San Polo, we had the house and knocked down many of San Polo had stayed at home. Many came and went, and so came back to take the stuff for houses.

In San Polo our house was on the floor and gave us a cabin.

We children went to refugees par i fòss , si andava a prendere rane e pesce. C'erano tutti questi fossi e c'erano le rane: le si vedeva quando erano drio riva che saltavano dentro e allora si andava a palpéta . 

I pesci erano tutti pessetti piccoli, da fosso.

A scuola sono andata fino in terza.

Mi ricordo che durante la ritirata dei tedeschi, a Fontanelle – siccome nel palazzo del conte Marcello c'era il comando – mia zia che aveva sui diciotto anni gli ha detto una parola in tedesco, zurück , and they are so angry that if she was not quick to run away would have killed her (she was like a joke).

My aunt Louise was admitted to the hospital and had typhoid. My grandmother went to see her coming back and found that the Germans did not let her go because now there were more Italians ... who had passed on this side of the Piave, who had arrived with the horses.

[the Italians] have found that we were scraping the cobs to make flour for polenta, with a nail and a gratariola , scratched.

I remember when they arrived the Italians.

They came with horses and gave us a ciopa de pan each and we were all happy, because if they had not.

My grandmother has shown Italians where, back there, there were the Germans who did not let go. Because the Germans had made over the trees to stop the advancing Italians.

Afraid so.

offensive that time [June 1918] ... that he felt all this bum bum bum and you could see a tuto fogo , according to Fontanelle.

When we arrived here there were all of shrapnel holes, dead everything.

From San Polo we came along the Piave. He went on to take blankets, towels, the stuff that we needed to house because we had nothing.

Grenades there were plenty, filled with boxes, large and small and all its fate.

were especially our elders who came to take stuff on the Piave, from portions of the tavern Isetta Cimadolmo, after Stabiuzzo. There was the chance to go to the Piave. Trenches where there were even then we came here to stay.

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Trenches on the embankment are state fatte anche durante l'ultima guerra: i tedeschi si erano preparati. Quante legne e quanti travi e quanta roba che ci mettevano dentro là, nei camminamenti!

Durante l'ultima guerra noi eravamo in questo posto, sul Piave, e io avevo una paura...

I partigiani venivano tutta la notte a chiamare che andassi a passarli "oltra", ma mio marito non veniva fuori, gli gridava che andassero a chiamare gli uomini addetti. Poi c'era da passare i tedeschi che andavano a fare trincee di là, sull'argine destro, a Candelù. Ma mio marito andava a lavorare e non voleva passare nessuno.

E i partigiani ... mio marito aveva paura perché qua c'era il lavoro the Germans.

It happened that a sergeant was killed in Oderzo here later this bank where it ends and there is a gravel crusher.

They took this sergeant and put in the car. We were in the cabin and we saw him go two or three times, blindfolded, into the machine. Then, not content have been in the pub and gave him to drink and have drunk. When he was to have returned to spend the night and we heard the shot when they killed him. After what they did? They made a hole there and put in two crags, with their feet out. [...] We were fearful that they would kill us if they saw this dead, but of all night if the partisans have come to take back and buried in the midst of the burden there. They also discovered there, they came for and buried in Oderzo.

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are always to see school children every year, especially the master Fausto Pozzobon.

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[During the German occupation] My old man was "in love". Once I came home with a little sorghum, for Germans the way they found them and wanted to take that too.

If they could pick up a bit 'of Biava , of \u200b\u200ball night went to a crush Campomolino in that mill, always in secret, because if they were taking it to him.

14 We were able to hide a cow, or maybe there had left a ... requirement because they had everything. Not the Germans, but our police: they had put the armband and have done so too, until enough. They went inside the houses to seize, take away the calière , take everything. They found an industry Biava and took her away. They carried away everything they, the police, and were in the area.

Fontanelle In the house we were refugees with a family of Saint Lucia. There was a Stalletta back there and we had hidden the cow.

The family of Fontanelle, where refugees were called Chin. There were men and the householder that his two sons were at war. There was only Mrs. Louise, from Treviso, who was also lame and the campaign worked the count Marcello.

has placed first in two rooms and then gave us the floor. My mother slept in the room downstairs at the beginning, but then came the German officers and forced her to go upstairs because the room at the street level they wanted. Then we have sold us our room and went upstairs to the attic.

The family of Saint Lucia, family Sanco - which then held a confirmation also my sister - had his own room. There were six and a daughter named Armida.

There was a lamp with oil near the front door of the room as those from Saint Lucia, and once caught fire. They shouted, and the house was closed. My aunt took a pitcher of water and threw it on the flames, and did worse. Fortunately, though - eventually - have managed to extinguish the flames, otherwise it is all burned because you could not get out because the fire was at the door.

Own Chin is not who treat us badly just that, you in particular, Mrs. Louise, was smarter than us. My mother cow with this sometimes could be a bit 'of cheese. Put him in his room downstairs, and Mrs. Chin, secretly went to rubarglielo; night caneva then entered and went to take the wine. We were able to bring home a caretèl of wine for my mother who was "in the state." At night she went in and if it was going to take and then went out walking with this pot (the coffee) over the head, SOTEG, SOTEG (limping, limping). "Well, son 'NDATA ciòrme in a little water in de tel secièr" , said if anyone saw it, instead going to take the wine in the cellar, and eventually we found ourselves with caretel vodo .

My mother had managed to carry off the wine because it was the first game. Instead, we waited because we had hoped to stay.

When we started we had already started shooting. You do not want to leave, but eventually we had to get away with what you had.

My mother's milk could be a little bit of butter and took him to the command.

Tape 1994/28 - Side B

In command was an exchange with a little 'sugar and Mommy gave it a bit' for each. We are tociàva with polenta, polenta and sugar was sweet, the flesh and all.

It was going to steal pumpkins in the fields. My sister had three or four years - his name is Rita and is now in America - when she went to confession and the priest asked her what sin he committed. She replied: "Son na zuca date Robar" and the priest told her that was not a sin, no.

And radicèe , those who make the yellow flower, the brothers-c (dandelion), but also other herbs.

My aunt Cathleen (Sacconi, my father's sister), who had twins, eating the roots of grasses brothers-c because there was nothing to eat.

She was displaced from the parts of Fontanelle, and many have stopped there.

A Fontanelle we were too close to the Germans, what they carried away everything they had. Poareti , had died from hunger, too. That is what they have left Italy, who have lost the war!

of San Cassiano di Livenza remember we were all on one big room, lying on the floor on straw. For what my people wanted to go back, gather the family.

Among the herbs, also good bruscandoli and the s-ciopét .

Immediately after the war, we settled into a low caneva, under a house. All in there until we have brought a shack. The caneva was in the village where we lived before, the village of Cadore who was close to that of Facchini, Caminada above the village of San Polo, to go to San Michele.

Immediately after the war the two boys who went to school with some girls were made to fly a grenade not far from where we lived. The grenade exploded and beat those who lost a finger, a girl is taken in the chest the cul the grenade that was thrown into the hedge and there has been dead, poor child was also without a mother. Another girl was beaten around the face and died from [...] The little girl who was killed by the grenade was a bailer.

In the house where now there is my daughter, two hundred meters from the bank, there was a large hole in the grenade and my father has thrown in all the bombs, granate e residuati vari che aveva trovato nella campagna. Poi le ha coperte e adesso sono ancora là sotto, ben profonde e non sono state ritrovate neppure con il "ferro" con cui andavano a cercarle. Sono là sotto e non scoppiano più, ormai.

Anche a San Polo, in campagna, quando siamo arrivati noi era pieno di munizioni.

Non abbiamo visto morti, ma ci siamo presi le coperte dei militari e le abbiamo utilizzate per farci dei vestiti, braghe, cotole , di tutto.

Quella guerra là è stata molto più dura dell'ultima. Parlo per noi che non abbiamo fatto in tempo ad andare di là del Piave. Quelli invece who have gone there if I moved better. Even my in-laws went there and went in the Abruzzi with all the families that were in the area along the Piave, because the Italians had made a bridge, then right where we put the ferry.

The Italians had thrown down the bell tower of San Polo, before leaving.

Those who have gone there have not starved.

Those of here instead ... even the Germans have suffered. Why rhinestones just arrived, the Biava gave the horses, wine, let him go for now because they were Caneve Cioci , drunk. For that they stopped here, would otherwise have gone forward, because beyond the Piave there was none of the Italians.

Then the Italians have let you down all the water in lakes, like the time the Germans were all drowned. Where we once had a vineyard, had the bridge and still are - under the crags - the barges. There are three four of iron. One pulled him over those of San Polo a few years ago. As they worked under water to bring it up, those guys!

When the Germans have the bridge to go there, the Italians have given up the water. So the bridge is broken and all Germans si sono annegati. Non è stata la pioggia: hanno lasciato andare l'acqua apposta.

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Alluvione del 1966. Qella volta l'acqua si è alzata fino a sopra là, ha lambito la casa. Faceva paura; poi ha rotto a Saletto e allora l'acqua ha iniziato ad abbassarsi. È andata fuori di là. Noi siamo andati [con la barca] a portare da mangiare all'Ospedale di Motta; ce lo sono venuti a chiedere.

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Una volta c'era uno qua a Cimadolmo che faceva barche, era un certo Bassetto; mi pare che abitasse in mezzo alle grave.

La barca  è in abete, perché pesa meno. Dentro vi stavano dieci uomini e dieci biciclette.

È lunga 4 metri e larga crca 1,80 - 2 metri.

Era fatica ... e tante volte siamo andati prenderla a Ponte di Piave. Magari ce la slegavano, se la prendevano e andavano in giù, invece di chiamarci; ma l'abbiamo ritrovata sempre intatta.

Una volta qualcuno l'ha nascosta dietro un bàro (cespuglio).

L'osteria una volta non c'era; c'era solo la nostra baracca- abitazione; l'osteria l'ha messa mio figlio una decina d'anni fa.

Il tetto della baracca era con tegole, I still photography.

From big family - forty people - that was between the Temple and Fontanellette, in the village in Fontanelle From the Tower, we came away when I was seven. We went to San Polo, and I still remember.

Then I was serving in Venice by the Lords: it was the wife of a Navy captain. L 'I knew through one of Cimadolmo that had as its captain. Marcuzzo was called, at the Lido, near where the ferries arrive.

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Maria Sacconi is the hero of the book of Alessandra Jesi Soligon "Ines of the ferry" .

The Soligon came here in the morning "to take the air" even before writing the book.

Here in the early morning was always full. Once you were not going to Jesolo, the doctor sent them here. There was always water and they walked along the water. At five were here, they walked and then went home.

There was also a "solar field". They were going to jump down that embankment there.

There was also a shed where they had food for the boys. They were pupils of the schools in the area: sunbathing on the beach like. There was also an airplane that made the rounds every day ...

The Soligon is Ormelle and his mother had just died. Now he lives in Treviso and was taking the air in the morning too.

Pavan . Now she is famous. When you ran the ferry would not have thought that one day everyone would have sought ...

Saccon . How much water I got it! If I had to take account of all the water that I took, every hour, I should not even walk anymore.

cold or hot. Sometimes there was ice. In winter there was always, once, the bar was always full of ice.

Sometimes the boat was there, and there were no boots. I had to go in barefoot and then I had to rub my legs. Many told me Ocio, you go in in tel'acqua, ocio Ciapa that you here, you there Ciapa . Instead, thank the Lord, but I'm fine.

And always barefoot. In the winter I had hooves, but still had water.

Swimming could not swim: I would have drowned if you fall into. This was before the ferry there were usually six feet of water and the boys were always going to swim, dived.

Once a game warden named Bear, which was beyond the Piave, she called my daughter to go taking it. She's gone, it was almost noon. He rested the rod on a Croda and slipped, falling into the water. The boat dropped down the stream alone. My husband and other children saw the boat go down empty coma ever wondered, what had happened, plus there was not even on the pole. In the meantime, my daughter walked up and down in the water because she had fallen in just a torcolo , is a whirlwind. Fortunately, after so much has found an increase of sand on the bottom. She managed to rest your feet and leave the water, frightened: "moments deny me ' . It was my daughter Gaiotto Luciana, my youngest daughter. He must have had 18-19 years.

Here in front of the house - the former barrack - there are many crags below, the Piave has shrunk more than ten yards, always with these crags. In this way there is no danger that the soil is eroded and the water "eat the house."

My husband knew how to swim.

Acadie, cassie mate. They are good 'so that it leads' , that is until they stop growing in summer. Only this time you could Sousse , after no more. The period is good from May until beginning to close, ie they "walk more", no longer runs the sap. It can be seen from the top of the plant, which was "close".

The furnace Roncadelle , near the ferry is Bortotto Isaiah. It worked until shortly after the flood. Now it seems that you have to make a pizza, ice cream parlor.

The furnace was working with the stones of the Piave, or with those of Cellina. Were used to obtain calsìna [football], which was once widely used.

The cabin of the war, where I lived before had two rooms. Then a little 'cabin at a time we have expanded and also the new home.

Even here on the Piave there are mosquitoes ...

Additions and clarifications, September 13, 1994

The pic of the pole was made by a local craftsman, Roncadelle.

The three daughters emigrated to Switzerland were Elis, Maria Pia and Edda. Another daughter, Luciana, was in Germany. In everything I have five daughters. The oldest, Dilva, remained at home instead.

Rusher: Farinati Venchi and Venchi of another species. They gathered a Cimadolmo. C'erano delle fabbrichette a Cimadolmo. Noi li portavamo da Barbaress. A Stabiuzzo ce n'erano tanti che li raccoglievano; a Stabiuzzo, più che a Cimadolmo.

Quella volta che a Cimadolmo dovevano aprire la fabbrica di vetro. Non l'hanno voluta perché in paese temevano che si perdesse il lavoro dei cesti a causa di questa fabbrica. Così l'hanno fatta a Ormelle e a Cimadolmo sono rimasti con un pugno di mosche, visto che comunque i cesti poi non li hanno fatti più. Non c'era più futuro per loro, c'era la plastica.

[...] Noi siamo in dieci fratelli, una è nata da profuga a Fontanelle nel '18, si chiama Celestina [...] Dei dieci fratelli, ancora otto are alive, the oldest is '6 (Rosina) and the youngest is the 20's. Ten children in fourteen years. Once it was so.

I I've had seven, five females and two males.

From refugee frogs and fish in the ditches. My mom roasted them with perhaps a bit 'of butter.

When he took a few fish, my mother put them into the empty boxes to keep the Germans threw away. Put them inside until the filling, cover with salt. So they kept until there were enough to eat. Tin cans left over from the Germans.

The problem was the rooms: there was always little. We had to go by the Germans in the lead and in exchange for some 'butter they gave us the salt and sugar.

We were devoid of all refugees. Those who had stayed at home instead of something was able to hide. We all we had left at home have it or have it taken away the horses ate Germanic.

My aunt and my sister Louise Rosina at the end of the war have taken the fans and were taken to a military hospital from the parts of Oderzo.

sugar, tociarlo with polenta, lays it on a plate.

After the war I went to help Mrs Marcuzzo the Lido, which was alone and had two children, was a sea captain with ships and was shuttled from Venice to Trieste. Their house was in view of the lagoon, we saw San Marco.

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Maria tells his way of "making love" : the engaged couple sitting on the porch, where there was an image of the Virgin Mary ... and when an old man turned on the light meant it was time to quit and go home.

Sitting in front of everyone ...

Once "was more fun 'than ad ora. C'era più unione, invece adesso tutti hanno la macchina e tutti sono per conto suo. Una volta biciclette non ne avevano, macchine non ne avevano, gli toccava andare a piedi e allora si univano.

Ora sul Piave non c'è più acqua. Ce n'è d'ora in avanti [in autunno], quando non ne serve, ma d'estate la prendono tutta per le campagne.

How Much Does A Blonde Weave Cost

Silvio and Rose Teo Teresa Colussi Oliva John

Coniugi. Nati rispettivamente il 20 marzo 1910 a Borgo Cudili, località Colvere, frazione di Frisanco (PN) e il 24 novembre 1907 a Poffabro (PN). Residenti in Borgo Cudili.

Nastro 1998/12 - Side B May 19, 1998

Living in a quaint old house , where a column contains an inscription to be deciphered. Home with "paói, wooden galleries that served to put the hay to dry and store. A village depopulated.

SRT (= Silvio Rosa Teo). [...] When the Germans came, I can say one thing: that my mother gave me six or seven hens that we had and he said go to a hole here behind the house because they come and eat everything.

fact it was still 2:00 to 3:00 remaining chickens in the hen house, came two military, have taken and placed in the "boiler" and one with the tin drank the broth, and boiled.
Fame!

But I hid the six chickens that have not been able to find them. They were inside a moat, high. I brought a basket and I kept them until the soldiers were there then when they are left to Maniago, I returned and I returned to the henhouse.

When they lost the war the Germans are returned back. With a donkey, a machine gun and 25-30 men have gone down this road.

My mom said that now let's see our soldiers come, the Italians. Then there was the gallery, and on that last bridge (the "third bridge"), we found an Italian soldier who came forward with a motorcycle and asked us:

- Have you seen the Germans?

- Oh, yes, I'm gone.

- Well, I have lost the war!

The Germans were running away with the donkey while there have done nothing.

When it came to bring the mail - because There was also a bit Poffabro 'command - the eating córnoi [fruits of dogwood - Cornol , Cornus Mas ]. It is a wild plant that makes the "bromboletti" red, you can eat them. It is a plant of the forest and those with small fruits can also be done the wine bottle is put on a face half a kilo of these cornoletti account, with two liters of water came out and a special wine, a non-alcoholic drink red .

The Germans, when they came on foot from Maniago and found this plant, taking the fruits - which have Ossett inside - and ate them. There is still a plant of that type, side of the stream. Now the rewards are there, but they are still green, red are the latest.

The Germans were just to check. A Poffabro was also in command and Friston. They came just to see if they could find something to eat.

Then there was a side of Lower Italy. Since in some retired military and had to go in Lower Italy were in the houses, I do not know what I mean, you have confidence and gave food, although there was little for us. But they were not doing nothing, made a basket, rakes to pull the feed, what they can do.

When they were i militari tedeschi, gli si diceva: «Guarda che ci sono i tedeschi» e loro andavano nel bosco.

Non erano come i partigiani, non erano armati: stavano solo nascosti.

Non li si chiamava proprio disertori, perché erano rimasti indietro quando c'era stata la ritirata, e hanno dovuto nascondersi qui.

Noi non si diceva niente, era come fosse un morto. Non sapeva nessuno che ce n'era uno qua, uno nel borgo Polazzi, uno nel borgo [...]. Nessuno sapeva che c'era. Noi lo sapevamo tutti che c'erano questi soldati italiani, ma i tedeschi non lo sapevano.

Qua nel borgo di Cólvere saranno stati un 5-6. A Poffabro there were more, even if there was the German command. They were on the mountain, had a trench as and when they saw that the Germans were, then went up and hid.

Some were just from Poffabro were "left behind", they did it on purpose, not have it in time. [Witnesses say it with conviction] .

order not to get caught by the Germans go to war and have remained hidden in the woods. They threw away all the uniforms and Italian are dressed in civilian clothes, shirts, what happened. They were in hiding, not deserters: they have not had time to go.

TCO (= Teresa Colussi Oliva). Instead, my house had gone in 4-5 during the retreat and we had left two or three chunks of meat they had with them and they could not carry on. Then they continued to retreat. They arrived the day after the Germans and took away everything.

SRT. My brother, born in 1999, has had time to Maniago Available during the retreat, to meet relatives who were there and tell them to warn the family that was about to retire.

TCO. "Class 1999", there was a song that went: "General Cadorna, chief of the assassins, called the 99 children who are worse."

SRT. My brother was on the mountain and was the first face Osoppo. Instead of coming here and stop, when he was in Maniago continued on his way to the Piave. He had a backpack on the cheese that had given his mother two days before. Luckily she had that, because a bullet pierced the cheese, and so it has not got. This happened after Maniago Free, to Montereale. [...]

Poffabro is past - on the road to the Pala Barzana - the Italian General Staff. We went to count the cars and we counted 110 cars, cars like that were once filled with officers of the General Staff. A Pala Barzana there was no way bella come è adesso.

A Pala Barzana è morto anche un italiano, comunque poca roba, poca resistenza.

TCO. Ricordo solo che sono venuti avanti [i tedeschi, a Poffabro]. Siamo venuti tutti in piazza.

Noialtri avevamo una stalla, fuori, e vi avevamo portate le bestie perché un tedesco aveva detto a un mio zio che sapeva parlare il tedesco – perché era stato a Vienna tanti anni: «Portale via le mucche, perché sono pieni di fame e ve le ammazzano e ve le mangiano tutte».

Tutto uno squadrone di tedeschi ... a casa mia hanno cucinato una mucca e un maiale e l'hanno mangiati là in casa. Poi sono went to the room, pulled down the sheets from the bed, the dresser I picked up the clean sheets and told us: "This night here sleeping on command. And we went to sleep in the barn.

But have not stolen anything. They were hungry, they thought only to eat. The day after they are gone.

Poffabro There was the hotel - the hotel Pieri - and there you put the command. After it was always afraid because they were always for the houses to see if they found anything.

Ah, I have suffered from hunger in that war, in this, the last, no.

SRT. Anch'io ho patito la fame, ma anche adesso in questa guerra l'ho patita.

Quando è finita la prima guerra è venuto un medico americano a Maniago in via Roma dove c'è un barbiere. C'era questo medico americano e mia mamma ha detto a mio papà: «Lo portiamo giù» ... per vedere se poteva farmi qualcosa, perché si mangiavano peteràti , cioè un'erba che cresce sul campo, come il radicchio e se non c'era altro la si tagliava e la si mangiava. Inoltre si mangiava la cùca un'altra erba più garba . Si trovano anche adesso: dopo gliele faccio vedere.

There was nothing to eat. Before it was hidden a bit 'of stuff, but after it was over. [...] We went to the Lower in Pordenone, Grions, Portsmouth and there was a bit 'of Biava, a bit' of wheat, that it was. He was away two or three days and slept for barns, stables for. He wondered if the owner let us stay for the night. Always ask.

You could always take home something, sometimes paying money but just wanted Italian, not crowns. We had a little 'money savings fruit, as is done in families. This time the money we had hidden the rest of us and when we went to the Lower se ne portavano un pochi. [...] Andavano Alla Bassa i nostri genitori, papà e mamma.

Mio papà non era in guerra, mio zio sì (quello del '99).

TCO. Quando ci hanno liberato dai tedeschi mia mamma è andata a Maniago, come tutti.

C'erano di quelli che scrivevano su un tavolino per conto di chi non sapeva scrivere e mia mamma ha mandato una cartolina in America ... perché tutti i paesani che erano in America volevano sapere se erano ancora vivi quelli del Friuli. E quando la cartolina arrivava in America si riunivano tutti i paesani per sentire le ultime novità dal Friuli, dopo un anno sotto i tedeschi.

As deaths during the occupation, they have not done, the Germans, but how to get something to eat they took everything!

D. He feels that many illegitimate children were born from these Germans?

R. Here no, I can not say in other places.

They were careful to eat. They came in and took everything away.

those of the post - I told you before - came from Maniago to carry the mail to his soldiers and stopped to eat the fruit of this dogwood. Then he went on. There were two of those in the mail and were on foot.

SRT. When the Italians came back to free us, are featured here on a donkey with a machine gun and a score of Germans behind, without speaking and without saying anything.

my mom and I have seen this ass with a machine gun and the military who go to Austria. I told my mother: "But we are free, let's see in Maniago. We got off to Maniago, and when we were there in the galleries, there is the bridge, came with an Italian motorcycle and asked us

"The Germans are gone?"

" Yes, yes I'm gone. "

was the only Italian, since we have not found any others to Maniago.

A Maniago was a treat even if it was nothing. There were no flags, there were no money. There was nothing, starved, then was little celebration, I do not know what I mean.

TCO. When they arrived the Italians, my mom went down in Maniago.

Everywhere was hungry. Well, maybe At Low down there, the lowest in the countries where they land, they produced something in their homeland. But not here instead.

SRT. Here there was just a little 'because my cheese Dad had 5-6 cows. We had a stud that we have had for 37 years ...

TCO. I do not know if there are then left with the cows, because we Poffabro up there, no.

SRT. Yes, because then they also made a clean sweep of our own.

TCO. The chickens hid. A Poffabro rest of us went up there to that mountain (Mount Raut) or better in the town Larcs , where we had a stable and a barn. There had also hidden some cheese into the hay.

One day while my mom and I went up there to see, because there was every day, we saw the Germans coming down with the cheese in the bag!

SRT. Was hiding something to eat in the meadows, there were piles of twigs and hiding something in there to eat the mice with or without mice.

In that year no school ...

D. When they arrived the Italians were saying even then "we have freed the Italians" were saying after him or after the war?

R. No, we said in those days "we have freed the Italians."

We realized that the Germans are gone, and the Italians have freed us. There were no more German soldiers.

the evening, five to four and a half, they were always up two soldiers were not in the street, but a path. If there was something to take took him and went forward.

D. And disbanded Italian hidden, they too were in search of food ...

TCO. Yes, but they had their family. Those who were in Poffabro were all of the country.

SRT. In our house but there was a Neapolitan and when he saw those Germans in the neighborhood felt it ... and if he could not now go out per la porta, usciva dalla finestra e andava sulla stalla qua in alto, dove di solito si recava anche alla notte per dormire.

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Era miseria. Oggi c'è abbondanza, diciamo, ma quella volta c'era miseria.

Nella nostra famiglia eravamo in dieci persone. Mia sorella Romana è andata in America, sposata con un Giacomelli ed è ancora là vicino a Filadelfia negli Stati Uniti. Poi avevo altre tre sorelle e un fratello maschio che era andato in guerra. [...]

TCO. In casa nostra invece eravamo sole io e mia mamma. Mio papà era in America e non è tornato per la guerra...

1998/13 Tape - Side A

... class in America because my dad (which was 1881) was not called. Instead, those 80 have had to go.

Poffabro From many, the beginning of the century had emigrated to America.

SRT. My dad was in Istria with my grandfather to make the woodcutter.

TCO. My dad was in the "mine" coal. He returned after the war with a bit 'of money and settled here. Then he tried to back away, but he missed a paper, then went to Argentina, where he remained five years and after he returned home for good.

D. Poffabro, how many people have?

- Eh, there's a few now. Four cats Poffabro, in the municipality of Friston. Here were all immigrants.

My dad went to Graz for 14 years to crush burden of stems in stems in the street [a chopping stones in the street, from stars to stars, that is all day].

They started with a group of villagers Poffabro. [They went in the gravel pits, to break the stones to lay them on the streets].

SRT. Our house is was made in 700. They made my ancestors who, after working for what was needed to live, helped each other to build.

son spoke . They went into the river to take the stones, then preparing the lime, then went into the forest to get firewood. There was brotherhood. All the houses in these villages are stones. Stones and wood.

I shows the inside of the house .

The fireplace, which we now use only to the chestnuts. The chimney has a good draft and once was regularly cleared from the chimney-sweep: the mouth and then leaned the ladder you climbed to the top with "back and legs, before falling back, all black. It is not that the sweep came down from the top down, but you rose from the bottom.

SRT. I returned sick from Germany after the Second World War. [...]

I shows that the wound on his chest, "memory" of Germany .

Three and a half years of pus. In captivity, a German I was struck with the butt of his rifle. When I got home I went to the doctor and told him to carve, to cut. I gritted my teeth ...

in Germany were 18 with the material things that we dug in the mine. The last was the gravel, the first coal.

We were close to where there were crematoria. A thousand Italian soldiers prisoners we were in 90.

When I was in Greece, I had a friend who then became the primary pediatric hospital in Vicenza, and is still alive. [...]

The Germans have taken to Greece and took us in Germany, this doctor, a colonel. The officers placed them on a cart and led us on a mine. I have always worked in this mine.

When I returned from Germany, a relative - an uncle - I tracked down the doctor with whom Vicenza I was in Greece together. We went to Monte Berico, and the way I had to stop two or three times because my stomach hurt, I had little stomach .[...]

My stomach is ruined, and after I eat in captivity like cows. Sometimes, after being in the stomach, the food comes back to me in my mouth and I have to chew. [...]