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Victim of Mafia: an ordinary person's name

A pink sweater,  a string of pearls and coloured stones: she smiles.

Threats and intimidations don’t frighten her: Adriana Musella denounces men and Institutions colluded with organized crime, who are destroying the patient job she is doing in schools to seed sprouts of legality and hope .But it’s hard to fight a counter-revolution, especially if it’s one against an institutionalized power.

 

" Will you ever be able to erase that gray stain from your memory ? "

 

During the conference against the mafia, Adriana Musella recalls a story thirty years ago.

May 3, 1983 . Via Apollo , Reggio Calabria.

A car bomb explodes, scattering in the surrounding area strips of flesh of an engineer from Salerno. A gray stain remains on the wall of the building in front of the one where the young Adriana lives . Traces of Gennaro Musella’s brain .

That man was not a bureaucrat, neither a judge, nor a politician.

That man was his father.

A common man, a professional who had done something “wrong”, something that was not supposed to do, who had denounced irregularities in a tender piloted by the "Cavalieri dell’Apocalisse”, a Mafia association in Catania.

 

Victim of Mafia: an ordinary person’s name.

That’s the title of the book published on for the thirtieth anniversary of the death of Gennaro Musella.

"I Never will get rid of that gray spot" Adriana Musella said.

"I will never take it out of my memory, I will never be able to erase the pain. However, I can try to give it a sense building an ethics of memory, based on education and information".

That is how she has started her own mission in schools, engaging in a battle to raise awareness against mafia and its crimes.

"Until a few years ago many were those who even denied the existence of the Mafia. Now the memory of what happened to my father lives beyond me. "

To remember all the victims of mafia, she has chosen a flower, a yellow gerbera, symbol of sunshine and rebirth, an image of the hope and determination of those who strive not to forget. 

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