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Javier Marrodán

few days ago my friend Javier Marrodán posted this item a marriage of Cemborain , Severino Mendiburu and Maria Esparza, my uncles. I inserted a few verses of Narcissus, from where her brother died.
never forget that summer of 62 (with 12 bits) that I went with them Cemborain Esteban de Casa, "helping" Severino to reap, thresh, leading oxen (sooo, Chestnut ..!) and enjoying the sweetness of Mary.

Mario Benedetti

Mary and Severino

When age was adding new ailments to poor health and uncertain of Mary, Severino said in a dose paper and color of pills to be managed. Every day he sat at the table in the large family kitchen and prepared with care mounds: two red and half Green for breakfast, a round white and effervescent powders for food, yellow and blue capsule for dinner ... His hands, hardened by dozens of crops, got used to that little ritual and sometimes elusive form of some tablets. Mary got carried away with a smile. In summer, the two sat at dusk on a stone bench along the façade of the former priest's house.

... the two sat at dusk on a stone bench .. .

Severino encouraged his wife to some of his jokes and people then lit up with silent laughter grateful to Mary.

When Indurain won

the "Tour" of France,

remember going to church and threw our

both celebrate. Sometimes

remained silent, watching the setting sun gilded the valley where they had passed, always together, their biographies.

... watching how the setting sun gilded the valley ...

then had to join Mary and Severino was organized to go to the capital with her. There too amused with his jokes and memories. When Mary died, was buried in the village, in the shadow of the church, a cemetery that almost looks like a toy, which does not fear or shame.

a cemetery that almost looks like a toy, that's not scary or punishment

Before eating, Severino approach works the graveyard Forging opened the door, sat in one of the stones and told aloud to Mary the latest news that his fellow missionaries had been sent by letter from Taiwan or India.

And if you missed it

your grave You

you used to pray and say Go

How much you loved .

After Severino died and was buried beside his wife.

Severino later died and was buried beside his wife

Neither ever had away from that little corner of Navarre geography, but together they wrote a truly epic: the marriage.

Neither ever had away from that little corner ...

Ah! And probably never knew that February 14 was the day of S. Valentine! (this is my harvest)