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...Unità's all-Communist staff is bossed by committees, but two of its top men are Editor Ottavio Pastore, 66, who started out as editor of the paper when it was founded in 1924 and now also holds a seat in the Italian Senate, and Amerigo Terenzi, 45, chief executive officer, promotion and business manager, whose office is filled with the same circulation pie charts and graphs that adorn the walls of any other publisher. Present devotion to the party rather than past political history is a first requisite for a job, e.g., Milan Editor Davide Lajolo...
Today, Not Tomorrow. Amerigo Mare-scalchi, a gaunt, soft-eyed Communist, was one of the skeptical ones. On the day before last week's distribution of land, I met him as he was drilling holes for rock blasting on a road being constructed by Ente Sila. When I asked about the following morning's distribution, Amerigo shrugged. "Tonight there will be bread at home," he said. "That's enough for me. Let tomorrow take care of itself...
Tonight, a Prayer. It was past noon before Amerigo Marescalchi drew the middling lands of Cuocino and the pasture land Serra di Barracco. Still uncertain, he rushed home. When he caught sight of his wife Concetta in the doorway of the small, smoke-darkened room they share with eleven relatives, he cried, "It's Cuocino! It may be not much good as farming land but we can build a house there. It has rocks and I know how to blast stone. It will save us our rent, 2,000 lire a month." Concetta had tears in her eyes...
...near sundown before the lottery was over, and Ente Sila's tired, bright-eyed Ezio Conti could show Amerigo his exact plot of land. They walked to a sandy path overhung with crumbling redstone cliffs. Below on the left stretched the land of Cuocino. With a tremor in his voice for the first time, Amerigo said: "It's somewhere down there...
When we came to Amerigo's plot, Conti led the way through a hedge. There, in the middle of a small kitchen garden planted with cabbage, was a red stake marked 38. "This is where your land begins," explained Conti. Amerigo's jaw dropped. "But this garden?" he wondered. Conti answered: "It's included. Your land goes to the ditch down there. Takes in half that oak tree." Amerigo exclaimed: "The acorns from that tree will be enough to keep a pig. We will have sausage at home...