Colledara, my country, began as a cluster of houses scattered. It 's a dynamic typical of many rural towns to slowly blend together a series of small villages to turn them into a single urban center. When I was a child Caranci, Colledara country (some even call the Cape of Colle), Pantani, and Villa Chiovato Ilii mini groups of houses were separated by areas of cultivated land. The distance between them was not excessive, a few hundred meters, but was still sufficient to give the impression of being in front of an independent set of fractions.
Today, the country has grown, a number of houses with gardens combine together the various towns of the past, probably only Villa Ilii still retains the characteristics of the past. Here until a few years ago there was even an elementary school where, among other things, the undersigned, passed the second exam (At that time still did, I know, I'm old ...). This urban layout
Colledara obviously made a very different town than the others in the Valle Siciliana. In practice it was the only one not to have grown around an old town. But it was not always so. My grandfather, for example, born at the end of 1800 is not listed as being born in Colledara but anagrafe is born in Castiglione della Valle.
Castiglione della Valle (in ancient Castrum Leonis Vallis) is the ancient town of the area, he held this office until 1909 the year in which the municipal seat was transferred to Colledara for convenience. Colledara was located in a much more central compared to the rest of the valley, had many more inhabitants, the doctor's office, the bank and then the road to get to Castiglione was a disaster, every time it rained it slid a piece.
One of the earliest memories I have of Castiglioni, as we call it, goes back to my old childish. Don Robert, the pastor of Colledara often in the afternoon took a bunch of us kids, we loaded his six hundred and take us with him in Castiglione della Valle. The road (it was still dirt was paved only two years ago) falls in a valley in the middle of a maze of ditches. The climate is perpetually wet below and helps to maintain a lush vegetation of plants of all kinds, from the willow oaks. Beautiful places of nature so as to merit the establishment in 1990 of the Territorial Park "River Fiumetto, regional protected area of \u200b\u200b74 hectares of which the ancient town is an integral part.
The town is situated on top of a spur at the confluence with the river Fiumetto, getting here was and still is a bit 'a journey back in time, especially if you walk along a trail in the park instead of the paved road. A time off to Castiglioni was always a little 'unknown, especially after heavy rains we wondered: "Who knows if the road is caved before the bridge?" I remember very well that the short stretch today reinforced concrete beams, it was once held together by some embankments created with a series of rods driven into the ground.
Today, the country has grown, a number of houses with gardens combine together the various towns of the past, probably only Villa Ilii still retains the characteristics of the past. Here until a few years ago there was even an elementary school where, among other things, the undersigned, passed the second exam (At that time still did, I know, I'm old ...). This urban layout
Colledara obviously made a very different town than the others in the Valle Siciliana. In practice it was the only one not to have grown around an old town. But it was not always so. My grandfather, for example, born at the end of 1800 is not listed as being born in Colledara but anagrafe is born in Castiglione della Valle.
Castiglione della Valle (in ancient Castrum Leonis Vallis) is the ancient town of the area, he held this office until 1909 the year in which the municipal seat was transferred to Colledara for convenience. Colledara was located in a much more central compared to the rest of the valley, had many more inhabitants, the doctor's office, the bank and then the road to get to Castiglione was a disaster, every time it rained it slid a piece.
One of the earliest memories I have of Castiglioni, as we call it, goes back to my old childish. Don Robert, the pastor of Colledara often in the afternoon took a bunch of us kids, we loaded his six hundred and take us with him in Castiglione della Valle. The road (it was still dirt was paved only two years ago) falls in a valley in the middle of a maze of ditches. The climate is perpetually wet below and helps to maintain a lush vegetation of plants of all kinds, from the willow oaks. Beautiful places of nature so as to merit the establishment in 1990 of the Territorial Park "River Fiumetto, regional protected area of \u200b\u200b74 hectares of which the ancient town is an integral part.
The town is situated on top of a spur at the confluence with the river Fiumetto, getting here was and still is a bit 'a journey back in time, especially if you walk along a trail in the park instead of the paved road. A time off to Castiglioni was always a little 'unknown, especially after heavy rains we wondered: "Who knows if the road is caved before the bridge?" I remember very well that the short stretch today reinforced concrete beams, it was once held together by some embankments created with a series of rods driven into the ground.
(Photo by Pasquale Pichinelli)
For the rest Castiglione offers the same charm and atmosphere of old, narrow streets and stone houses are surrounded by a silence broken only by the sound of water flowing down low in the ditches that surround the country. Only four families living in this paradise, four families from 6 April 2009 have been displaced. The whole country was declared unfit for use. The earthquake has left its mark very evident here, has even opened the door of the building of the old Town Hall. Huge cracks are visible on virtually every building, structural damage to wonder if these will ever be possible to carry out a consolidation without them killed.
Colledara If you do not fall between the municipalities for which it was declared a natural disaster this place is destined to die and with it the historical memory of its inhabitants. And you know, a country that is unable to preserve their culture and their history has no future.
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