European Resistance Archive/European Resistance Archive (ERA)

One evening I, Armando and Orvillo,

the one on the picture, met outside the Ariosto Theatre

at 8 o'clock because it was curfew time

and then we went here and there.

We made friends with the guard of the GIL, who was called Bonacini.

Orvillo, our third friend but more a brother to us

was working as a driver for the GIL.

So we made friends and at night during the curfew

we went to the GIL to spend the night, play games,

stay with friends and no-one would bother us,

despite the fact that it was turning into barracks.

In those barracks there were no Black Brigades but Green Flames instead.

They called the young fascists a name that I now can't remember.

It were their barracks but they had to let us stay

because they knew we were going to Felice's place.

He, poor man, was living there as a guard, and nobody ever went there.

We were staying there until midnight, then we slowly walked across the river

and went home without the fear that a group of fascists would get us.

One day Armando's uncle told us:

"Guys, if you want to go and take a look where the rebels stay,