Dear Mom I'm writing so I get distracted a bit ....... from this "big job" that I inherited from you: and how can I forget when I asked you 17 years to get me to work with you and you "angry black" you said, there is my own child, state the place ... State the place, little, cursed and now! I did not want
Ascoli. And here I am here to tell what happened 28 years later.
I still remember when you told me in 1989 ... "Give me a hand to write notes for a school, I have an idea ... why do not we do a school for private investigators and commercial information? Then do credit to the Campania Region. I also have the name, Inform Saic - Informants Training School Commercial and Investigators. "
I told you you were crazy, you were telling a joke, they would have massacred facendocela close even before you open it ...
But you, with your atavistic stubbornness, I almost costringesti and after a few months here you are ready for the school and who would have imagined that 20 years after the Home Office had ruled that private investigators are trained at universities or in the regions ... I must admit, was right: that nose detective!
And I? Always "copiandoti" decided to take a two-year experimental course at the Università Popolare di Caserta: Do you remember Mom?
Do you remember the legendary President of the General FEDERPOL Giancarlo Servolini who came to Caserta to sponsor the course?
Then I left, unfortunately, more and more disappointed with the many difficulties until the other two "mad fellow" almost as much as you, Genuario Pellegrino and Roberto Gobbi, decided at the sound of "fuck and paternalistic" to make me incurring the burden of a national coordination of vocational training FEDERPOL, recognizing that experience that I just did not admit to have!
And so every street, two more years to give birth to a creature that was born from the DNA that you sent me (ironically in the homeland of the faithful companion of my adventures, now my wife): Molise.
Eehhh dear mother, now you provoke: as said the great Prince De Curtis (Totò) "is easy to do, is copy that it is difficult ...".
I've copied, mother, and it was difficult to invent the Science of Private Investigations, but the creature seems to be well managed and Sunday, February 3, 2011, almost did not believe that is pricey creature was so ... that looked like my grandmother, conceived and born in the much-discussed Caserta happy island of Campobasso, in a marriage-family profession smoldering in my destiny.
But now I do not stop, I promise, I will no longer hear the whining in my ears "... the training, the training, do not leave the training ... is something you can do ..." and if the Almighty will help me try to do even better, if anything venendoti to ask some "crazy" advice that I have not asked until last year when I could get lost. Sai
not forget the scene of your greeting from the cardiology intensive care room while trying to save ...
Thank goodness they did it and luckily I managed to give you this satisfaction, it took me 20 years, from 1991 to 2011, but better late than never! The modest
My gift is the publication of your first card FEDERPOL, this association to which you gave your life, that keeps the card in your closet as a relic, dated 1969: I know you'll be pleased!
THANKS MOM. Your son Gaetano.
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