Fotos Navideñas Atrevidas

At noon nightfall




By Ramon Carrillo

santiagueña Back on earth, in the old cemetery between stones found scattered ago time a plaque with the inscription: Chaupi Punchaupi Tutayara. According to legend, these words were engraved on the tomb of a prince, son of the sun, died in his youth, deserving the highest degree the love of his subjects: the recording means simply "At midday he went to sleep."

I remember the phrase now, my heart oppressed by anxiety over the fate of Eva Peron. The deep and mysterious fate of this woman who came into immortality as a princess of the sun. Noon is the fullness of the day. High and glorious sunshine pouring his creative power, bringing forth from the bowels of the earth up to the powers that it contains. EVA PERON

Thus, amounts in a few years to the apex of the noon and immeasurable love for suffering humanity from their homeland and beyond the country spills incredible set of his works and actions, all directed towards the same purpose: The happiness of the humblest, the most forgotten, the most unfortunate, and also to spell, by force without physical limits, fineness of tremendous suffering, EVA PERON transformed by their Leader and our own physiognomy and the essence of the Argentine people.

"I know that in many years, when the Argentines are left cherish the memory, will these years of our lives and say, then were happier, Perón was with us "

Children, the elderly, women, workers, people with the flesh and soul, the rebels, without inner peace, skeptics , the hopeless, those identified by the ominous signs of distress, receive the love of EVA PERON made creations that exist as long as life endures peoples.

Betwen perhaps much time to assess the gigantic and universal dimensions of the spirit of EVA PERON now contemplate only as a national and historical fact. Those who have had the honor of working close to her know it was impossible to evade the influence of EVA PERON unquenchable, his singular collection of people's needs, permanent and circumstantial, in magnetic dynamism, his strength made it. Up his life, like the sun at noon.
And now for her to understand why there was no lull in the fighting, nor any rest or trivial entertainment, not one step back before the barriers of misunderstanding, bad faith, and even hostility that arose before her, as always arise to the visionaries because his personality avoids the common order.

His fever of love for people was contagious, emanating from it and passed through all channels of life in Argentina, raising from scratch, those realities that are called Eva Peron Foundation. Children Cities, Homes, Schools, Cities, Student Transit Homes, Nursing Homes, Polyclinics, Nursing School and timely support to submerged to honor him the participation of women in political, social and union of the nation even economic agricultural plan everything in order, which now receives the benefit the people of the country, this people that never before, no one gave her heart and now it has locked into a single name: EVITA. And at noon

dark. Beauty youth, satisfaction, relaxation, all offered up EVA PERON the sake of his love for the people, generated in love with the Leader, companion, guide and husband. On it went to sleep. But the beauty of the fate of Eva Peron, is the beauty of goodness.

And tonight's impressive human afflict us all Argentines as the loss of their own, is compensated only with the absolute conviction that, today, tomorrow and always, EVA PERON live in the love of the poor who are the elect of God and so God will receive it in your breast between the singing of the angels. Ramon Carrillo


July 1952