39309 Patrolling Via Imperiale between Balad and Gialalaxi
39307 Italian military nurses with escort, December 1993
39310 Giohar, March 1994 Folding the italian flag just a few hors before the Italian Military withdrawal
39327 Mogadishu, military airport, December 1993 Mournings for the military nurse Maria Cristina Luinetti, killed while at work in a medication post open to local population. Her killer, Mohammed Ali Musse, a mentally disabled somali, was captured by italian military and jailed on the spot (You may see him HERE)
39320 Military Police in Mogadishu old seaport, July 1993
39311 Italian peacekeepers with nigerian colleague, March 1994
39319 Six-wheels tank "Centauro" with 120 mm. gun
39133 Italian Army convoy in Mogadishu
39180 The macjine gun mounted on top of six-wheeled tank Centauro
39157 Traffic jam in front of the Italian Embassy in Mogadishu, July 1993
39181 "Folgore" regiment post in south Mogadishu
39049 Italian Army officers dealing with a local elderly. In a clan-based environment as Somalia, elderly were definitely valuable to manage whatever from basic to complex situations
39117 Somali kids gathered at an Italian Army convoy along the "Via Imperiale", March 1994
39066 South Mogadishu, July 1993
Somali police, equipped and trained by Italian Army, at a food distribution point
39126 Mogadishu, July 93
Vehicle search at "Ferro" Checkpoint
39332 Underpowered but otherwise effective ground attack Mangusta chopper.
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39335 Italian Army "Banca" checkpoint, December 1993
Farewell, good ol' Marjan... The lone king of Kabul zoo succumbs to his age at 48, after surviving years and years of deprivations and symbolizing to kabulis the spirit of resiliency itself Well.....that's sad news, indeed. To my eyes, Marjan symbolized hope. However, in thinking about that dear old lion's death I choose to believe that when he heard the swoosh of kites flying over Kabul, heard the roars from the football stadium, experienced the renewed sounds of music in the air and heard the click-click of chess pieces being moved around chessboards....well, the old guy knew that there was plenty of hope around and it was okay for him to let go and fly off, amid kite strings, to wherever it is the spirits of animals go.
Peace to you Marjan and peace to Afghanistan.
[Diana Smith, via the Internet]