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Man symbol of the massacre of Viareggio "I was all burned, but I wanted to live"

He managed to escape under the rubble. "I get to have lost my wife and two children even though I was unconscious'

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Man symbol of the massacre of Viareggio" I was all burned, but I wanted to live "

He managed to escape under the rubble. "I get to have lost my wife and two children even though I was unconscious'

Marco Piagentini with a child

It was the most dramatic night that Yet the evening of 29, before the doctors

Viareggio (Lucca) - That night he had a bent blade of grass, the sickle of death has not seen. Then a month and a half in a coma, and death has not won. In six months of clean room, operations, medications, endured the physical pain, the waiting, the memories that hurt and missing most dangerous infections. Now Marco Piagentini is safe, except if a word may be possible for a large burned who lost his wife and two children. "Except" means that the miracle has done to resist the second and third degree burns on 90 percent of the body. Resist until he regained his shield between him and the world: the skin. A count his years in full to get to 41 (completed four months ago) but this Piagentini is a brand new, "born" June 29, 2009, at 23:48.

Viareggio memories. The train load of LPG that arrives at the station, derailed, the tank that hole, explosions, a neighborhood brightly lit by the flames and then only the sound of sirens for hours. He was there, between the fire and rubble. There was his wife, Stephanie, 40, and there were his three children, as they say in these parts: Lorenzo, two years, Luke, four and a half, and Leonardo, who is now nine years old and minor injuries to remind him that night. Marco chasing a memory: "It sounds strange but I knew I had left and only Leonardo I was sedated. When I woke up I saw the eyes of my parents who tried so desperately to get me and make me strong. They could go on and on without telling me what had happened and one day my brother in law was to address the issue. Stephanie and the children were dead. But for me it was not a surprise. I already knew, there was no need of words. I do not know how to explain it but somehow I had received from his coma. I had a very strong feeling of hearing the voice of Leonardo, but only his, the others are not, not even a whimper. I had nightmares and nightmares in recent Leonardo was a positive presence, the only one. The others were absent, I never even dreamed of and lamia mind has translated all certainty that nothing in this dream meant no life. They were dead. "

forced him to sleep, Marco (kept private until now conscious) has closed his eyes thinking exactly the opposite. That is, having lost only Leonardo. "I see Stephen as he was here, now. I see her standing on the sidewalk in front of our house, with Lorenzo's arms. And I see Luke in the car where I had spent thinking it safer. " There are memories that need to pause to become words. Marco takes breath, look into the eyes of his lawyer, Graziano Maffei, and takes up the story. "My Luke ... After the noise of the train that derailed and after a strong smell of gas I realized that we were all in danger. I ripped out of bed while asleep and ran off. He woke up a moment and looked at me. Have thought "are the arms of my father safe," and it was back to sleep. Instinct told me to put it in the car and so I did. I left them out there and ran home again, to take Leonardo. And at that moment was the end of the world. I've seen get the flame, blue, as tall as this room. I'm safe because I held my breath and tell me that if I had inhaled the gas I would have burned his throat and lungs, no escape. The debris engulfed me and I was thinking of Leonardo, thought he was dead. I never imagined just that the fire could take Stephanie and Lorenzo and Luca reach the car where he slept. Now when I think of them I knew that I always make others happy. I remember them starting from this premise. " Piagentini The family lived at number 36

Via Pietrasanta, near the corner of Via Ponchielli, the road-symbol of the massacre, destroyed the first and last home. "Since December, when I went back to Viareggio, I've been several times in front of my house and via Ponchielli, chased by memories and anxieties. It is a place that scares me. Review my house the first time in the hospital was a crazy feeling but I had to do it. I do not want him to live with ghosts, I address them. " Details emerge from the rubble that hurt: "For example, the tiles in the bathroom or kitchen," says Mark. If he sees someone. 'Impossible not to rethink the spaces and moments shared with my family between those tiles. " The tape of the memory runs after a day of December, when Leonardo went to see him for the first time in the hospital. "I had a billion things to say but for the thrill I could not say anything. I've touched, you know what it means to touch someone after months of clean room between the burns? ".

Nobody knows except those who have lived

. Difficult even to imagine the chain of emotions and difficulties days in a burns unit. Before leaving, every morning, Mark has to medicate, get help to wear braces that protect the skin. It takes one on the face, but not quite clear why someone is not aimed at him. "I do not mind. I go out and do a normal life as possible. I can not give up and stay at home. Throw me away would be a gesture that Stephanie and children do not deserve. I'm a Catholic. They are here, next to me and I can not disappoint them. " Disappointments, if anything, Mark has received. "The silence on the massacre was disappointing. And then I find disconcerting is the mysterious length of the investigation. " It would have things to say, Mark. To dispose of anger. But having to navigate every day and time horizon, he sees his family, a thousand times more important than any controversy.

Nine months of investigation and no suspect. Again I ask, but if he had died in this senseless tragedy burned to death the son of a judge or a politician, we would still be without indsagati?

I guess not.