(SPANISH SAHARA) - 1958 Regimental is customary to say that we live in the memories, to remember is to live again, etc. .. Surely in the vast worldwide collection of phrases and even some philosophical thoughts succeeds in full- on a clear definition. I even had a good friend (now deceased) that none of his trips he seemed to carry the camera, or even on vacation. He said he preferred to retain all the images on your retina, and, though I knew the character of my friend came to believe, because I recognize that it was very skillful observer and preferred to look and look. Then, their stories were anthology. Y I respected him.
By completely opposite occurs to me that I just observation and although I have great confidence in my retina I needed other media, current services and facilities to be confirming my feet in the over the years. And as we go along, we have at our disposal the most varied methods to "protect", let alone the retina, but the memory. Indeed we can always feel younger and accompanied both reels, and also reviving photo albums amount of shelf.
But is it enough both the retina and memory? I think again and be reconciled, however, think it is memory that leads to communication, however, accumulated in the retina is more intimate, and often indecipherable to others. I, like most, I'm trusting my memory more than that, which is ultimately what multicolor images transmitted to the retina. But what I value is in print, by the thing: They lie beards and singing roles ...
I wanted to get here by this preamble, to expose an issue some time ago and was eager to demonstrate. A subject of recall (memory) and especially FRIENDSHIP. Is I intend therefore to present a letter came to me in March 1958 from El Aaiun (AOE). It springs from the camaraderie, the feeling and friendship. A collective expression of affection, under the circumstances I valued because I was also accompanied by "other family" ... and over the years it remains in my memory - even in the retina. At present, still some-unfortunately not all maintain frequent correspondence through the media. With others, we even found on several occasions.
This is the sediment in short, a time of youth and militia, including within a period of eight months in a barren land for us and cruelties, the result, however, favored our hearts.
And this letter is my testimony, can then analyze each line whenever you want. It is impossible that anything is clear, because it's quality has not succeeded, or age, neither paper nor ink, nor the common good stroke of our good friend Paco Acebes who wrote, and, without exaggeration ... or Siroco himself, is that it builds a great human cargo. After 53 years, I still have a real treasure. Go to my tribute to them all. May God bless you.
Joseph R. Manuel Sabaté
Manresa May 2011
