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Farewell to Ilario Sartor, a wave of emotion for the host of the people

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PORDENONE. “Are you ready? Gastu ciolto tuto? ».“Yes, Ilario.”“What is missing you? Let’s call the employees, eh ».

At the helm, right up to the end. The ship, “La Vecia Osteria del Moro”, was about to sail again the waves of her favorite week, that of Pordenonelegge, with guests arriving from all over the world.

From an emergency medicine bed, Ilario Sartor, together with his mobile phone, still ruled the helm of his restaurant. And she, the beloved Solidea, who was carrying out the tavern for real, during the more than two months of hospitalization, let her do it. Because he knew it was everything to him.

“I was expecting him at home on Thursday, he had to be discharged – he says -. I was becoming familiar with the instructions of the bed and the other aids, when at 16.05 they called me from the hospital: “Come now”. “The time of…”. “No, immediately”. I called Andrea (the eldest son, employee of the Hotel Moderno) and Claudio, who was further away. We entered that room at 4.15pm and he was out of breath. I told him “Wait Claudio, Sartor”. He listened to me and at 5.38pm he left us ».

With them, the host of the Contrada also left his people, the thousands of well-known and lesser-known faces who found pordenonesity, understanding, discreet chatter and local delicacies in his restaurant. That menu made of root, fasioi, barley, tripe, pitina, sciosi, muset, elegant presentations and strong flavors.

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A magic that took shape every day under the eyes of her Solidea and her second son Claudio, architect, who continued her journey in the kitchen and who will now support her mother in a restart yet to be set. «But this is home – Solidea cuts short – this is where my grandchildren come to eat when they leave school. This is home. ‘

Three rooms and, for almost 40 years, words and dishes. Nourishment for noble souls and bodies disinherited by destiny, powerful and oppressed.

«We came from Alvisopoli, Ilario and me. We saw each other outside a church and immediately liked each other ». It was 1971. In 1978 they were going to get married. «Andrea was 2 years old, I remember that Bruno Redivo, from the“ Caffè Municipio ”, saw us heading to the Municipality and began to shout“ Sposi! Newlyweds! Spouses! “. He celebrated the then mayor Rossi. Then? Ilario went back to work and I at home with the baby. In 1976, after seasonal experiences in Cortina in the winter and in Sardinia in the summer, we opened the PN bar, in Viale Cossetti. Claudio was born in 1982 and on 30 June 1983 we began our journey in the tavern ».

Three years ago the first breathing difficulties, after a bronchopneumonia. Oxygen in the hospital and then 24 hours a day at home, the bottle also brought by bicycle. «But he loved the Vespa, not the bike – Solidea“ sees ”him again -. I prepared him for the last trip with his Vespa club suspenders, vest and pin. Not in evidence, eh, maybe under the pillow. The important thing is that there is ».

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Ilario and his lungs had given everything. Old age “that he would have liked to live in his holiday home in Noto” has remained a dream. The memories left in the hearts of its people, however, a reality.

For those who want to say helloone last time on Monday 27 September, at 10, the funeral will be celebrated in the cathedral. In the same church, in the shadow of its bell tower, the rosary will be said today at 5.30 pm.

Hello, Ilario. And thanks for everything.

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