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Last Hooray for the "pirate" of Carezzano

Papers cleared for his body's return to Dublin By Selma Chiosso – Article appeared in "La Stampa" 02 June 2004 Carezzano

The magistrates have given the all clear for the funerals of Arthur Kenneth Slye. The procedures for the return to Ireland of  the body of the young Irishman who was killed in a car crash last week began yesterday.
He will leave for Dublin, where his parents, 3 sisters and many nephews live in order to be cremated. He will travel by sea , accompanied by his partner Fiona, with whom he'd been living for almost a year in Via Cinque Martiri N°10, Carezzano.

Arthur had many friends. The other evening they all met on a hilltop, in the fields over the coop Valli Unite in Costa Vescovato. Sitting there in the grass with the wind blowing strong, they remembered him with a celtic wake.
They hoisted the pirate flag, because Arthur loved to call himself a pirate. "Here there are many freshwater Pirates, I am the only true Pirate of the Seas".

He knew spanish well, and had taught many in the village, including the old men who always saluted him with a "hasta la vista, Arturo".

He had met Fiona in a Dublin club. She too, reddish blonde and blue eyed, is Irish. "He came into my life like a ray of sunlight, and has left it in the same manner".

Andrea (this is Caui!! Translator's note) holds Fiona's hand, before beginning to talk " I met Arthur on a boat in Venice, at th eFesta del Redentore. In June we were meant to go to Galway together. I like playing music a lot, and he played both the guitar and the piano. He'd told me "In Galway there's lots of people like us, who plays music and knows how to have fun. You'll see that you'll love it". He was just like that, ready to share feelings with everyone, and make his life up everyday as he went along. Now I will go to Galway alone, or maybe, with Fiona." In Ireland, in Waterford,

Arthur had taught windsurfing and sailing. In Carezzano he'd made himself immediately at home, really quickly and well. He shared with his friends his passion for seventies rock.

On Sunday, on the hilltop, the wind blew strong. Fiona and Andrea "Arthur loved the wind, and he was really tied to celtic ways..we're sure he is with us right now..and that this is the salute he would have wanted". It isn't the first time infact that this bunch of young people who know how to appreciate the spirit of nature meet in the fields: "We used to go horse riding – Belmont, was his favorite. Long rides out, galloping, laughing , telling each other bits of our lives".

At the top of the hill on  Sunday , a board has been put up. On it, some of the best pictures of the young Irishman. Below it, a huge plant of big yellow daisies and some snap dragons picked from the orchard. The fire burned long and bright, until the moonshine took away the memories.

The Irishman Arthur Kenneth Slye was 28 years old. He'd been living in Carezzano since 2003.

On Sunday his goodbye with a celtic wake.

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