The Moletto
Hi guys, have you ever gone to Moletto? They are all there like penguins in the sun, chatting to make fun of their boat, about fishing, especially to communicate, and communication is important in order to work off a day's work. The moletto club is like an extended family where everyone is ready to help the other even if sometimes there are trivial quarrels.
Executioner if you happen to be there, and Mario is there, when the fishing bag arrives with the fishing rods all harnessed for the big fishing, then you have fun: everyone starts saying "GOOD FISHING" and there you snot at full blast, Mario would like to hit everyone, and there is also something for the wives who stay at home ... they are all adorned. When they go to squid a life becomes ... All stuffed because it is cold, but the satisfaction of when they come back from fish you see them ont the squid and fish, for someone you regret them for a fa 'see how many they have taken. In short, there would be to write 'na' ommedia. but do I have to tell you? They are all good people ... at least for me, right kids? The important thing is health! Everything 'er rest counts.
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Ennia Demurtas
Organization chart
ADVICE
President
MAURO BARONCINI
Vice Presidents
MASSIMO FALCINELLI
SILVESTRO RAFFONE
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Advisors
GIAMPIERO CORTI
ANDREA PALLAVICINI
LUIGI ZANNOTTI
NICOLA DI BITETTO
NICOLA VIRONETTI
ALESSANDRO VIGNOZZI
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Arbitrators
GIOVANNI BARTOLI
BRUNO REBUA
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Auditors
ALESSANDRO BAIA
ANTONIO BORZARO
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Mooring Commission
LUIGI ZANNOTTI
NICOLA DI BITETTO
ANDREA PALLAVICINI
ALESSANDRO VIGNOZZI
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Commission for relations with
Institutions and Municipality of Livorno
MASSIMO FALCINELLI
GIAMPIERO CORTI
NICOLA VIRONETTI
NICOLA DI BITETTO
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SERVICES FOR MEMBERS
Two slipways for hauling and launching boats
Bigo with max capacity kg. 2000
workshop
Drinking water
Current at the quay and on the walkways
Two recreation rooms
Secretariat
Bathroom with shower
Antonio's boat
Once upon a time there was Antonio Dessi,
the poet of the sea (Antonio Dessì) also wrote a book. Once I talked to him and gasped to listen to him.
He told me about the fish that are getting worse in the sea, due to pollution and get sick. Sometimes when Antonio went
fishing, he found them with white eyes and worn scales, Dessì said it was the disease. He came with his boat from Sardinia, a life as a fisherman, his friends the seagulls and above all the sea, he knew him very well and when he arrived at the pier, almost always lonely and in love with the sea, you saw him go to the boat, to check that everything was okay.
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Ennia Demurtas
Antonio's daughter writes to us ...
Stefania's letter
Hi Ennia, my name is Stefania and a few days ago I visited your site. I looked at it in 360 degrees, wide and long. I have seen your creatures and those of other artists and with them the desire to show them to others and to the world; I read your thoughts in the vernacular, five minutes of identity discovery ... but you want to read as you speak, at least every now and then!
I looked at the photographs of those corners of Livorno that most caught your attention or kindled your feelings and, among them, one ... Antonio's boat.
Maddalena VD (Maddalena Vigo Dessì), the silent companion for Antonio, the charming lady for me.
It was a tender emotion to see Maddalena photographed and shown on a website, to understand that the memory of what has already been experienced years ago is still alive, in other ways than mine, in other people and that it is important.
Do you know that Magdalene is 83 years old? Have you seen how he wears them? When Antonio saw her, moored in the canal of the salt pans in Carloforte, she was different, a little on the neglected, but he saw what she was hiding: the power and charm of freedom, dignity and passion for life.
He took it for himself, brought it to Livorno and moored it in the middle of Moletto di Ardenza where he had, together with his brother Umberto, another small boat, Bonaria, moored to one of the three small wooden walkways that no longer exist today. .
Maddalena made a fine show of herself, but do you think it was the largest boat in the whole of Moletto? Wow, how realities change over the years!
They were years of hard work first and then of going out to sea where, together with the elements of nature and in close contact with them, Antonio put away his weapons and began to bring his soul to light using the pen. At that point I met the man he had had to hide up to that point, a wonderful man whose wings life had tied for a long, long time, my father.
"Once upon a time Antonio" are your words and, believe me, he is still there, I know around the corner, it is only my eyes that cannot see him, but he is there.
Thank you Ennia for having dedicated a space on your site to something that is part of my life, it was something that brought me enormous pleasure.
Hello
Stefania