The Hour of the Wolf in Central Italy this morning brought roughly swaying beds as a frightening wake-up call. My hostess and I met in the hallway, my first comment, "Are we in California?" and hers "I hope it isn't Assisi again" (she's a medieval scholar and also has strong family connections to Assisi). In Rome it proved to be nothing more than 30 seconds of the palazzo lurching, but along the nearby mountainous spine of the country, in L'Aquila, Abruzzo, it was a true living nightmare, with at least 26 dead in the medieval rubble.
Monday, April 6, 2009
TERREMOTO
3:30 AM
The Hour of the Wolf in Central Italy this morning brought roughly swaying beds as a frightening wake-up call. My hostess and I met in the hallway, my first comment, "Are we in California?" and hers "I hope it isn't Assisi again" (she's a medieval scholar and also has strong family connections to Assisi). In Rome it proved to be nothing more than 30 seconds of the palazzo lurching, but along the nearby mountainous spine of the country, in L'Aquila, Abruzzo, it was a true living nightmare, with at least 26 dead in the medieval rubble.
The Hour of the Wolf in Central Italy this morning brought roughly swaying beds as a frightening wake-up call. My hostess and I met in the hallway, my first comment, "Are we in California?" and hers "I hope it isn't Assisi again" (she's a medieval scholar and also has strong family connections to Assisi). In Rome it proved to be nothing more than 30 seconds of the palazzo lurching, but along the nearby mountainous spine of the country, in L'Aquila, Abruzzo, it was a true living nightmare, with at least 26 dead in the medieval rubble.
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