Hello, my friend…

Thank you for all the time we spent together, for the routes we dreamed up and for the ones we bolted, for the days with the "Vecchiaccio" (Vito Plumari) and his mandolin, for the fettuccine we ate together below the cliffs of Guadagnolo, for those terrifying belays made with telephone cables…

Goodbye Memmo, I’ll see you again in my dreams… 😢😢😢