European Resistance Archive/European Resistance Archive (ERA)

I was one of the first partisans who had come back.

It was a disaster.

I couldn’t stop crying since I had always been very sensitive.

My father was telling people to let me go: “He didn’t die in the mountains, do you want him to die here?”

Afterwards I went to the well,

washed my face with some cold water and straightened myself up, then went back to Reggio.

By then all the young girls in Cella had formed a column and were walking towards Reggio to march into town.

They arrived in Reggio, together with those from Pieve Modolena, Cavazzoli, etc.

They had formed an endless column.

They reached Santo Stefano, where the order was not to go into town since there were snipers shooting.

At the time of the Liberation,

the partisans changed the road signs on the Via Emilia,

so that the Germans headed towards the lowlands instead of Milan.

There they found all the bridges blown up.

It was a nightmare for them, until they made it to Boretto.

With difficulty they had to leave thousands of tanks, horses, other things, an incredible haul.

Few or none of the Germans made it across the Po river.

The Resistance for me was just like going to university.

I learned to feel confident throughout my whole life, and never felt uncomfortable again.

That’s why I set up the cooperative although everybody was against the idea. Consorzio, Federcoop laughed at me: