I'm getting old too

I'M GETTING OLD TOO

Dear Parishioners, I am your ancient, faithful BELL TOWER. I know everything about you! I remember everyone with joy and nostalgia, from the first to the last; I am the silent witness of many baptisms, first communions, weddings, of the funerals of those who have left us over the years, of your prayers.

I have always  sweetly accompanied you with the sound of my bells. I have spent centuries here, since the time of Pazzino de' Pazzi leaving for the third crusade! I remember the Humiliated Friars, the Augustinian Sisters, the Demidoffs, I remember then the dear Don Bencini and all the Parish Priests who have  looked after me. You are all in my heart!

Today I find myself surrounded, I would almost say  suffocated by the modernity of the great works of man. By now I am barely visible, almost hidden among the tall buildings of the  Novoli neighborhood.

In recent months I have noticed that the signs of time have particularly affected me, after all I too have aged. I then thought of "throwing" (!) on the ground some harmless but significant signal of my old age to Father Giuliano who, together with Father Lwanga, has accepted the invitation of this old bell tower, sharing the problem with the "CPAE" (Parish Council for Economic Affairs).

The solution we have undertaken takes into account the current tax breaks, which  allow the modest parish budget to face with a certain serenity all the expenses of the restoration, including  some other ancillary works. In the coming months of 2021 you will therefore see me even more "hidden", covered by a visible coat of scaffolding, but soon I will return to being even more beautiful, and to affectionately protect you in safety.