Combat Crochet and Operation Iraqi Freedom. Yarn over…

Like many veterans throughout our country’s history, I needed mental medical attention but did not seek help BY: SAMANTHA NEROVE, POSTED ON MAY 28, 2017 A soldier crochets a garden of hope in the battlefield of despair. Pistol? Check. Body armor? Check. Yarn, hooks, crochet books? Check. My Combat Crochet Basic Load (CCBL) was prepped for battle. I was ready toContinue reading “Combat Crochet and Operation Iraqi Freedom. Yarn over…”

Poppies for Hope and Peace.

On 11th November, both French and Brits remember the end of First World War. When I first arrived in Paris, in the end of 2007, I didn’t even imagine that they were celebrating this official date on the European Agenda. Cos in Italy, my home Country, the war ends on 4th of november, but IContinue reading “Poppies for Hope and Peace.”

Anna Coleman Ladd, dignity and face masks.

    One century ago WWI changed our way to make war forever. Powerful arms, and body-to-body combat left horrible wounds on men when they could survive. Social anxiety was at the top, of course, so when they came back to their home, most of them were not accepted and rejected for their damaged bodyContinue reading “Anna Coleman Ladd, dignity and face masks.”

Soldier’s woundwort, if Achille suffered from PTSD, anyone can do.

Greek Mythology never end to amaze me. Not only because it’s psychology in disguise, but further more because it’s so modern, that you could use it to explain today’s society to your children (like Fulvio Terzani, Tiziano’s son, says in his conference about Ultra Marathon). To say it all, this article was supposed to startContinue reading “Soldier’s woundwort, if Achille suffered from PTSD, anyone can do.”

Silver Star winner poses for Norman Rockwell.

Oh well, I like the art of Norman Rockwell since my twenties.  As an artist, and painter, he moves me to tears. Here is a nice story of a vet’s daughter that I copy from Tracking the 101st Cavalry, with courtesy of. Before I leave you with this, I’d like to add my small personalContinue reading “Silver Star winner poses for Norman Rockwell.”

Folco Terzani. The end is my beginning.

War journalist Tiziano’s son, Folco introduces his father way of thinking,  living, and.. dying. Folco tells, also, about his life experience with Mother Teresa. Grown in New York and China, Folco went to look for gurus in Hymalaya and recorded last memories of his father in the book “The end is my beginning”.

Tiziano Terzani. The Italian yogi war journalist.

In loving memory of one of my fave war journalists ever. There are Vietnam and Cambogia reporting, but in Italian. Those of you who speak my home language, go for it, on You Tube. This is with English subtitles.  

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