The unanswered and almost daily question: «Why? Why me? ». A cry in the void but full of dignity, as he tries to draw in as much air as possible.

Carlo Mascia has not yet become familiar with the wheelchair . It settles better on the tangle of iron that has become an extension of a body that has begun to throw tantrums, showing the first ferocious bites of ALS diagnosed two and a half years ago .

After dedicating his life to improving the lives of others, Carlo is now fighting his new battle against the disease without a cure. Together with him are the boys of Olimpia Onlus, those with disabilities (mostly intellectual) to whom he has given life and dignity back . Those who call him "Papà Carlo", and who now assist him. "They help me put on pajamas, tie my shoes and push the pram," says Carlo as he watches them on one of the many mornings spent bowling. And once again he seems to put them in front of himself too. Despite ALS.

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