By Hugo Presman
could not! said Francisco from a never-ending hug with his father, Abel.
Thirty-two took the fight and life to realize that terrorism had been separated.
There, at the headquarters of the Grandmothers of Plaza de Mayo, again found a story ripped from the darkness of the years of lead. 101. With particularity. Is the collision of a son with his father. And in this case, the father is the Secretary General of the Organization. The story of two men. In a story
crossed by women, mothers and grandmothers, who wrote with his feet, his tenacity and talent that identifies an epic three decades of the twentieth century and early twenty-first century. The first grandchild was baptized bicentennial Estela Barnes de Carlotto with a face brimming with joy. This illuminating the eyes of Francisco and Abel. Background seemed to hear the unmistakable voice of Joan Manuel Serrat, singing "Once in a while life / We kiss on the mouth / colors and displays / as an atlas / we walk through the streets / on wings / and we feel Good Hands / is our measure / take our pass / and pulls a rabbit out of the old hat / and is happy as a child when they leave school "ABEL
Anyone who has visited the headquarters of the Grandmothers, known entrerriano this good-natured face, a prominent waist, thick mustache, who was a member of Montoneros, and went into exile in Sweden and Mexico after the disappearance of his partner Monica Silvia Quintela. He studied agronomy at the University of Buenos Aires that was left unfinished as a result of the intervention and consequent expulsion.
On his return to the country in 1983, continued to search for his son initiated by the grandmothers Sara Elena de Madariaga and Ernestina "Tina" Dallasta and who was born in captivity. In the beginning was the coordinator of the technical teams of the Grandmothers and then was part of its board.
As in the biblical story, Abel had his Cain, who was the establishment and military dictatorship. That he took his companion, who was doing his residency surgeon at the Hospital Municipal de Tigre, while serving with fellow northern Montoneros column. She was arrested in Florida in Greater Buenos Aires. His colleagues knew her as Mary. She was just 28 years. She was taken to the Detention Center The Campito, Campo de Mayo, when I had a pregnancy four months. Serrat describing the normal situations: "You swollen feet. / The fourth month / her weight in the belly / that girl in bloom / by which he walked the love / giving seed." Concerns about the consequences of torture. The passage of a desired expected under such precarious and uncertain birth is the death sentence for the mother. So far from what he describes the remarkable English singer for a normal situation: "If you saw / looking / happy in the mirror ... / Feeling his profile / and braiding mil / names in both sexes." But even in a field concentration, not lower, often, hopes and utopias. On his future son decided to call Francis as he had agreed with Abel is perhaps easier to think that Simon will speak to the child she was carrying in her womb as did another colleague in the same situation, Maria del Carmen Garcia shroud, which wrote to his unborn child: "Why not sleep my child on a bed of helium / air will pick up where it is / reap where love can not obscure the ...../ For water to drink / Because it does not sully the sea \u200b\u200band the fire / will gather the sweat of the Fireflies / The rebel cry and drink his father / of the river of honey bees / In uncontaminated cows / In the deep layers of the earth ... We will walk the paths / I, with astonished eyes / Your eyes clean, new / walking paths every inch of land to land / if that day is that you and I were / If we leave, if they leave us. My son ... "
The survivor Juan Carlos Scarpati Silvia who attended when he shot and wounded eight reported "that when the deliveries began to be performed by caesarean section at the Military Hospital of Campo de Mayo, Silvia gave birth that way, returning the next day without baby. He said then that could be a few hours with his son and that it had promised would be delivered to your mama "
When
FRANCISCO arrived at the house of appropriators, had not yet fallen umbilical cord. I registered born July 7, 1977 as Alejandro Darío Gallo, son of an Army intelligence officer Victor Alejandro Gallo and Colombo Susana Inés, who said her husband had a child abandoned in Campo de Mayo for what she asked him to bring.
Francisco lived with their biological children of the marriage, Guadalupe, a year older and Martin, two less. His childhood was tough. Gallo who participated in the assault of a financial and murder of a family known as "Slaughter of Benavides", is an extremely violent. In a Interview by Diego Martinez in page 12, Francisco was: "I was his toy war. The guy was a Nazi. Lefties hated Jews and blacks. Children in San Miguel was with physical and psychological violence: instead of making us listen Parchís patriotic marches. At fourteen appropriators divorced. The violence continued. One day he entered with a gun, broke the wall and it triggered me in the head. Secondary music and I approached the issue of dictatorship. It was punk, going to the concerts, was well informed, even went to some place .... The separation and detention of Gallo played in favor. I had the freedom to form only. At I started working sixteen cadet was my independence. Is that you're raised in fear .... At twenty I began to juggle, to travel as a street performer already formed to be me as a person .... In my girlfriends was like a mother. I made a scene when they left. I was missing something, the woman who had brought me, all natural that a man can have .... Juggling toured the country and southern Spain. Then appropriating them out. "Thank you, I created enormous doubts. When are you planning to be just a lot of things "
were two friends, John and Christian and a former girlfriend Lucy, who led the way in the search for identity. He had always been well doubt that his teammates were so different from his brothers.
recently in the journal account of the journalist Carolina Debate Reve: "I lived a very ugly episode with Gallo. I ask you to enter your security company because her other two children working there. But a week I check with any excuse and take me to work as a custodian of trucks to a friend. This is how I ended up working with a group of former police and military weapons in the middle of trout. A group of San Martin fascists even had the photo of Videla. And one day I sent a aguantadero and stood in the middle of a firefight. I could not understand how a father and exposed your child. So I asked the comrades. I wanted to make me disappear. "
Launched the road in search of his identity became a blood test on 4 February. But before going to Granny looked for a shortcut. He told the journalist and Diego Martinez: "Am I adopted? - Investigated the false paternal grandmother. Want to drink? - Eluded him. "Crazy as a child" he thought. Within hours of visiting grandfather gave him his last chance to appropriating ... Tell me the truth .- Am I your child? hit the table. Silence. Talk! Am I your child? he shouted. The woman shook her head "told him that there had brought to Campo de Mayo.
appropriating Francisco was with his grandparents, where he received a warm and caring psychologist named Mark.
SILVIA AND ABEL
Both were active in northern Montoneros column. The story of the first meeting is done Marcelo De Angelis Miradas al Sur: "During its first plenary of the JP in La Cava, among many new colleagues from different districts, two girls managed to get his attention. They were two young, well dressed, very flirty, which blend in the surroundings of the villa. As usual the meeting ended with choripán and Abel came and took the opportunity to make contact. The girls were Silvia Monica Quintela whom his colleagues called Maria and Beatriz García Recchia known as Tina. - You two are very well dressed to come here, "he said, trying to impose its hierarchy (was responsible for JP in San Isidro) Undeterred, he retorted input Silvia - We have more minute than you," In the jargon, having a moment was to have an alibi ... .. In late 1974 and were married, but still could not live. The organization had been assigned a house, and she lived with her mother Tina Dallasta Ernestina Quintela, while doing the final year of surgery residency at the Hospital de Tigre (where the chief surgeon had a daughter, Ana Maria Gonzalez, a friend turn the daughter of General Cesareo Cardozo, who put a bomb under the bed), and a guard at the clinic Olivos. The militants took up most of what was our life project recalls Abel. From there we try to have a life partner ... ... In those few precious times - usually weekends, they would go to Tigre, a place that Sylvia loved her ... ... was born on November 27, 1948 in Punta Chica, a beach resort Party of San Fernando, so his childhood is filled with hot afternoons on the river ... .... At last, the Organization assigned a house in early 76 and started to live together. There operated a printing press which printed Evita Montonera for overseas ... .. Silvia prevention tasks performed with the mothers of the village of nursing care and health food ... .. In September 1976 the organization was decimated and the North abandoned Column their fate .... At the time Silvia had much internal work, attending to the many wounded from the Organization. "
In a situation of irreversible loss, Silvia and Abel took the decision to leave in February 1977. But that was not possible because the January 17, 1977 Silvia attended a singing event due to an e-Yoli (Dr. Graciela Eiroa, also disappeared) four blocks from the Florida Station. Hence the expected three Falcon her into one of them. It is possible that another of those iconic cars Yoli was also abducted.
THE MEETING
Wednesday 17 February. Bar de la Costanera Sur. Marcos meets Alejandro Ramiro who informs him that his real name is Francisco Madariaga Quintela, and that his dad is his companion. Undertake the journey to the headquarters of grandmothers. Account
Francisco: "Open the door. I see a pile after pile of people cheering and waiting Abel, surrounded, it is important here. We hugged, cried, was great. " When the eternal embrace temporarily ended, Francis had the strength to repeat several times through, thank you and say: "could not"
When we left them alone, I asked my mom a picture of "Today Francis is older than her mother had when she was murdered and then fired
phrases like "not having an identity is like being a ghost." O "Being right is like being a prisoner, like living in a lie"
turn Abel was on vacation when it was learned that DNA results revealed he had found the child searched for ending 32 years. He went to say and Claudia Estela Carlotto with Coco (in charge of Department of Genetics of the Association). Account Abel: "When I saw three witches reach almost died, it was my turn, I thought immediately.
COULD NOT
Abel
Remember, when provided on 31-12-2009, Estela told: "This is our year." I hope that the prophecy is fulfilled and the President of the Grandmothers of Plaza de Mayo finds his grandson Guido who for many years, June 24, 1996, wrote this open letter: "Today you turn 18 ..... and I tell you things you do not know and express feelings that you do not know. "Your grandparents are part of the generation that assigns each date a special and unique value. The birth of a grandchild is one of those dates. Baptism (or not), the first steps, the communion (or not), the fall of the first tooth in kindergarten, the apron and the order of: Grandma "show me the tables." These are moments that transcend. So this time, when you turn 18 will be special and unique as all the others that you could not live them. Because you stole from the arms of your mom Laura a few hours of birth in a military hospital, handcuffed, guarded, and then steal furtive and artfully to an uncertain fate. You will grow in your dreamy and beautiful 18 years under another name Guido. No you Mom and Dad that you celebrate the entry into adulthood, but your thieves. What I can not imagine is that your heart and your mind have you, unknowingly, all lullabies and songs that Laura, in the loneliness of captivity whispered to you when you moved in her womb. And wake up one day knowing how much I loved you and we all want. And asked one day where I can find them. And looking up the face of your mother like that, and find that you like opera, classical music and jazz (that old!) As your grandparents. Sui Generis hear or Almond, or Papo, feeling in the depths of your being because it was Laura. Awake, my boy, someday of this nightmare, and be born for your release. I'm looking for. I hope so. Much love. Estela your grandmother. "
Every time a grandchild returns to its identity, it starts from the shadows, is a hole in the cloak of impunity. To paraphrase the Manifesto of the University Reform Liminar can say: Since we now have an embarrassment for the country less. Some of the pains that are left are the grandchildren that we lack.
So with each new girl to recover their identity, will sound louder phrase Francisco could not. And you will hear the lyrics Serrat: "From time to time life / take me a coffee and is so pretty /'m glad to see / It lets her hair down and invites me / to go out with her on stage. / Occasionally / life gives us naked / and gives us a dream / so elusive / you have to tread it on tiptoe / not break the spell. "
28 -02 to 2010
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