Loving the Moon

To listen to a Buddhist lesson under the moon makes ones mental mood more detached; to discuss swordsmanship under the moon makes ones courage more inspired; to discuss poetry under the moon makes ones personal flavour more charming in seclusion; and to look at beautiful women under the moon makes ones passion deeper.

Chang Ch'ao:

Spartaco Fontanot.

I read this letter ,written to his Mother.
Dear Mum, of all people I know ,you are the one that will feel it the most, so my very last thoughts go to you. Don't blame anyone else for my death, because I myself chose my fate.
I don't know what to write to you, because, even though I have a clear head, I can't find the right words. I took my place in the army of liberation, and I die as the light of victory is already beginning to shine...I shall be shot very shortly with twenty three other comrades.
After the war you must claim your rights to a pension.They will let you have my things at the jail, only I am keeping Dad's undervest, because I don't want the cold to make me shiver...
Once again I say goodbye.Courage!
Your son
Spartaco
-Spartaco Fontanont, metalworker, twenty-two years old, member of the French resistance group of Misak Manouchian,1944