Little Francesca's tears accompany grandfather Gianni on his last journey. The longest and with no return. They become everyone's tears in the church of San Giacomo, which suddenly seems to be too narrow.
The full stalls, the people standing hidden in the arches, the crowded square in that heart of Villanova that seems to beat faster . Perhaps this is Gianni Filippini 's last great feat , who has once again managed to bring together different generations. All there, to remember him alive and mourn him when he died.
The politics of right and left deployed between the counters that today have no color : from Mauro Pili, to the former mayors Emilio Floris and Massimo Zedda, to the current mayor Paolo Truzzu. Along with other politicians or family members; like Massimo, the son of that Delogu with whom Filippini approached politics by managing, as he said, an immense delegation that went from museums to school buildings.
That Delogu who was one of his closest friends. Like the former Magnificent rector Pasquale Mistretta, moved in the front row, with his usual elegance and pain made stronger by decades of memories.
Even Don Mario Cugusi, former parish priest of Sant'Eulalia, recalls this during his homily : "One day I was very angry with a person, I spoke to him about it, he listened to me in silence and said to me: and where is the mercy?" . This was also Gianni Filippini, who in 1977 became director of the Unione Sarda, after having climbed all the peaks until he reached the highest one. And from there he has continued to train generations of journalists. Today present en masse, together with the past and present leaders of the Order. All there, to remember a man who certainly leaves a void in regional information and in the hearts of those who knew him . Because making information is an art, staying in the heart is a skill of a few. Filippini owned both.