my old bonfires

This brings me back to the way I live fire festivities, some sentences come to my mind. Fernando Sanchez Drago’s photo.: “My childhood is made up of memories of the land of Alicante… and gunpowder, gunpowder, powder turned into sparks, a castle of fire, a waterfall of light, a mane. GorgonIn the midnight sun, in the wonder circle”.

Remember that her mother Elena Drago CarratalaThe daughter of a French industrial engineer was from Alicante. Roger Drago LetoreyHe owned a hydrocarbon plant in our capital and eventually sold it to CAMPSA.

The fact that I was born and lived on the Rambla meant that I involuntarily participated in the festivities from a very young age, as a wide variety of parades took place on their way to the house, officials and others such as the Red Cross group on their way to the bullring. led by the poster of the bullfighting fair carried by the popular ‘ramonet‘ he said he would certainly die where a vehicle passed on the same public road.

Bonfires was a double joy for me, because when they finished school, with a brief compensation for the absence of Wednesday afternoons, I went right up to Saturdays as a kid.

When I started my degree at CEU, the persecution was directed at us, who had final exams on June 21, 22 and 23, after a few San Juans. This was aggravated for me because the constant parades and cavalry prevented me from concentrating on work.

The Rambla fire pit was very poor despite its location. One year, it had a double passage that allowed cars to pass under it; In another case, the builder’s genius led to the construction of a pond with water and cardboard swans, with no way to burn them later.

First prizes were received almost alternately by Benalúa and Ciudad de Asís. Ramon Marco Y Remigio Soler as main authors

Doña Violante’s Cabalgata del Foc and Coso Multicolor, the epilogue of the festivities in San Pedro, are forgotten. I remember the four balconies of my house filled with family and friends, among whom I adore. Marita Gisbert For being an announcer for Radio Alicante, to which he dedicates records and stories to me.

At the top of all the palm trees on the Esplanade, where the palms sprouted, were colored bulbs that gave it a very seductive look. And between the logs, between the 25th and 29th, a large zigzag firework was launched, culminating in the kiosk. Jaime Fuster.

Over time, I became involved in the world of the districts belonging to the few that collaborated on the ‘librets’, the first in the ‘Ploma i Ferro’ barracks introduced by the journalist in 1979. Alfredo Aracil would receive first prize for presentation and literary content. That same year, my downstairs neighbor, Terete Caturla Puebla, Bellea del Foc was chosen.

Over time came auctions of paintings, which were generously donated by local painters to raise funds. Gaston Castello, Ruiz Morante, comb, Lorenzo Caruana, Madrid Alfonso, requena, serdan, i paint…

And deeper collaborations on librets, the latest for Diputación Renfe this year on railroad history in the province of Alicante; and the Bellea del Foc selection jury, grand Nuria Terol; also the chairman and jury of private bonfires.

In short, not-to-be-missed outlines of an admired outstanding personality Thomas Valcarceland I want to end with another external reflection, this is from my great singer-songwriter friend. Alberto Cortez At my request, I would write: “It is not strange that these lands are illuminated at the ‘nit de Sant Joan’, and the ‘mists’ whose tongues fly up into the sky of fire try to catch the stars to emulate. for once, he is the leading role of the Levantine night, even then”.