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IN MEMORIA DI EDUARDO, fratello e amico





Eduardo Riquelme




born in Santiago, Chile November 17, 1980, pre-novice

our Delegation of Chile,

left us today, Monday December 14, 2009.

A few days after returning to Chile for the summer holidays in a relaxing afternoon with his brother's postulate, it disappeared in the waters of a river in Argentina and found dead a few hours later.
He had been admitted a year of novitiate, which was to begin in February.
He had been in Italy in August with fr.Tullio and young Chileans who attended the international meeting in Assisi.


Dear brother and friend,
more I look into your eyes and not find the words with which I would fill this page.

Cry me a heart and I wish I could upset, but I do not know who to take.
I can not do with you, because you liked to swim as much as I like to climb the mountains, and I understand that this time you felt safe.
I can not do with God, he only has the merit of having opened its arms to welcome you and hug you now more than ever.
I can not do with who was there with you today, because you can do to a young nurse bold but responsible as you were.
I do not know who to take and perhaps it is fitting that I start to talk like that, but you know as well as the Bible is full of cries of pain and suffering, and my page is so today, unfortunately.

When we spent the evening talking about how young people are the Chilean and how to set up our activities with them Franciscans, we shared the passion and excitement in the dream of a long and exciting future that we should share in your beloved land. How quickly you had to spend on the welfare and happiness of others!

I still recall a couple of months ago when I passed by you in Argentina: your serenity and your faith, your love and brotherhood to the Franciscan life. I hope that you are above them to accompany us, so that your enthusiasm, passion burn in us. That's what I asked you last night with tears in his eyes, while I was looking for in our night sky in wonder. Even if you can be the future first provincial of Chile, as you hoped in burlesque tone, help us to love this land and this people also in your name.

hug my brother, and father to embrace you with affection Berardo and all our brothers who are already there with you. Hello!
fr.Christian



The official letter of fr.Carlos , Provincial of Argentina, and other evidence in the Paduan Province site. In a English


first and second a press release of the Argentine newspaper about the tragic event.


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Thank you for your prayers and close vost on behalf of the friars of the Delegation of Chile.

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Bread and Internet?

The Internet is a bit like bread. We eat every day. Almost all. It 's so simple that there must be daily. I am hungry then eat, then I think I sail. But the bread needs to bakers, ovens and flour. The forest of bakers of the Internet is high, many ISPs (Internet Service Provider), many offers. The baker can bake ovens using many different, though it is usually attached to one. The ovens in the Internet are few, are major carriers, with international connections. Unlike bread, where among bakers and ovens are easy to be mistaken, the difference between ISPs and carriers is blurred, because ISPs and carriers are often the same person, while bakers oven and can never be confused. It would be nice to have a clear role between ISPs and carriers, including oven and bakery, among those who do and who enables you to do. To delineate these roles are missing, rather than the rule, will and investment.

Flour is the element that fascinates me more. A simple element. Direct. Material. Opposed to immaterial vision of the Internet, the transport of bits of information, through their actions intangible, we define the immaterial immaterial. The bit that brings thoughts and deeds, is associated with the bit that tells who is going to all this information is associated with the alert, is associated with exactly the immaterial immaterial immaterial. How far is it from flour, as it is near as raw material to work with, on which everything rests. The flour for our bodies, information for our being. We eat both.

But the curtain behind us and immaterial changes. I need to communicate a custodian. A reporter should be identified. IP addresses wrap our correspondent says, make it close, the intertwined with where we are. An IP, a destination, an alert, a path. A long way, so many steps, our thoughts in a protected shell hopping from flower to flower until the mind of our correspondent. Is this not the real teleportation? The dream of Star Trek is perhaps exceeded dall'immateriale representation of ourselves? The flour teleports, the ideas are. And ideas are becoming more and more sensations.

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the end was bound to happen, my college buddies insisted for some time, and so I gave .. . For my birthday

elements of my friends gave me the option of playing World Of Warcraft, the most played MMORPG in the world. For now I created a rogue and a warrior, but the rogue will be the main pg.
I hope my life goes on regularly and not be sucked into the vortex of online gaming.

Sincerely, Your
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