“Circumstances intervened again and his family connections within the newly formed Central Intelligence Agency, combined with their economic and political clout, hastened his Naturalization as a U.S. Citizen, enabling his family to safely take him back to Italy only a few years later, this time to their property in Firenze. On arrival Tonio’s soul awakened with the deepest and most silent joy. The past few years had been a bad dream. He was home. Everything was right. The sky, the buildings, the people, the smells, the sounds, all of it, even the language of the birds. He felt he would never leave again. Untold Stories of Tonio” HomeItalyCiaOssFirenze Author:Marco M. Pardi
“Empathy is a common and even useful trait; but it can easily go to the extent of disabling the well-meaning helper. This is not to suggest that one attempt to become 'hardened;' rather... one might attempt to more clearly place the self within a total framework which allows one to say without guilt when he has had enough. The 'bleeding heart' who makes routine of this for everyone soon runs out of blood, even for himself. Each counselor must be careful to, first, accurately assess the needs and wishes of his own personal life before scheduling his time, thoughts, and emotions for other people." Marco M. Pardi, "Death: An Anthropological Perspective" 1977 University Press of America” EmpathyDeath And DyingAnthropology Book:Death: An anthropological perspective Source: Death: An anthropological perspective
“Tonio and his dog sat in the kennel training yard as he explained that the day had come. An airplane would take him through several stops back to the United States, probably never to return. Tonio knew his dog would never go home again. There would be no C-130, nor even a raft. One way or another he would be killed and placed in a shallow, sandy grave in the K-9 cemetery in front of the K-9 Unit. And Tonio would dream the rest of his life of ways to return, exhume the dog’s remains, and bring them for burial in Germany. Dreams usually fade. True love never dies.” LoveFriendshipLoyaltyDogsAir ForceNorth AfricaK9 Author:Marco M. Pardi
“Tonio and his dog sat in the kennel training yard as he explained that the day had come. An airplane would take him through several stops back to the United States, probably never to return. Tonio knew his dog would never go home again. There would be no C-130, nor even a raft. One way or another he would be killed and placed in a shallow, sandy grave in the K-9 cemetery in front of the K-9 Unit. And Tonio would dream the rest of his life of ways to return, exhume the dog’s remains, and bring them for burial in Germany. Dreams usually fade. True love never dies.” Untold Stories of Tonio” LoveFriendshipLoyaltyDogsAir ForceNorth AfricaK9 Author:Marco M. Pardi