David Alonso Rincón. "A grandfather and grandson." Oporto. Rivera del Duero. July 2009
This is a tribute to the old "aficionaos." Those who when they see you enjoying your same interests, we take the shoulder and tell you
"_ You know, I saw Pepe Luis bullfight. How was that afternoon in San Isidro! ".
"_ I was fighting Raphael. Do not you think of anyone.
"_ And when we went to the bullfights in Seville this August 15 with 46 degrees and your one month ... just to see the larger. A Don Antonio. "
"_ What a great team had Atletico. Irureta, Ayala, Luis Garate, Ufarte, Adelard ... What a day when we won the Intercontinental. "
"_ The Metropolitan occupied all this. I remember that the stands were dirt ... "
" _ resemble Try Pepe Marchena. But I liked Mairena singing and the Lord of Pepe Pinto. And the song one like Marifé. In flamenco, for me, the biggest Valderrama. "
" _ I remember the flamenco festival in the theater Calderon of the year 65. There he sang all the great. Now I always sing the same in all the festivals ... "
" _ Do you know? Before it was all fields. "
"_ This was going to Franco ...".
"_ Nobody walks as Student. If anything the Pup. "
"_ I discovered before anyone Carlos Cano, I remember I went home ...."
"_ Mi Renault 18 if it was a car. 350,000 km, no longer do so .... "
In short, my lines are a memory, a tribute and appreciation to all people and elders, like my father, that led us, just on one side and another on the other, but ultimately, (apart of life left for us) led us to be men who are today. With our personality and our hobbies.
I have not enough ink to thank.
Yet still, some young people despised, ignored and exile of love and home to their elders. To live a "modernity" that after all, has been given by the now cursed life from a cold home.
will always be present when I fan them with sets of a bullfighter, or break my soleares shirt, or all the streets are flooded with red and white ...
hope that all the young people of the world, have a parent, or grandparent, which in turn will take the shoulder and tell them ...
"_ I remember when ..."
I remember when ...
José Luis Vázquez
Moruno March 2011
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