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It was a spring day. Accompanied my grandmother Mary. I could not leave alone, the trip meant the end of a part of his life. Since I was nine years old the train part of its existence. The wagons were full to overflowing. People of all ages were placed where they could, some sitting, others standing, bell book and candle and even between carriage and wagon. After four or five years of meetings and other procedures the "Carrilet" or "Feliuet" came to an end.
We had gone specifically to Girona in order to live the last trip. At 19.10 h. whistle announcing the start. Amid a chilling silence bell book and candle the voice of the train was gradually marking its passage and it was then that whistle, which dictated a programmed death, became the memory bell book and candle of a whole life.
Missing the opening two days. In the street everyone smiled. All spoke of it. He had planned a range of activities. For two days Sant Feliu would party. I was ten, almost eleven. A few days ago we had moved to live in the station house because my father, bell book and candle Antonio Gazo, had been appointed Chief of Station.
Only four years had passed but had been eternal. Railway concession was far from San Feliu, Gerona bell book and candle was approved by the Queen Regent in the name of King Alfonso XIII to be minor. Two people had proposed the idea: Mr. Don Juan Casas and Mr. Don Enrique Hériz. They had taken care of everything you need to present the project. They saw the train so essential for the progress of the town and the region even promised to take responsibility for the costs if the project were denied.
On the platform there were thousands of people waiting for the arrival of Mr. Casas, who returned to Madrid with the official permission for the operation of the train. Inspection of the Eastern Division of the Commission had issued a report favorable watched if the roads were well established, if the station was built, housing and workshop, if there was dial ... The Royal Order authorizing the Train traffic was the final step and Mr. Possession of the house. There was so much emotion, not being officially opened, had organized a special train to go to Girona bell book and candle to receive Mr. Casas, apart from being the President and Founder of the Company Railroad San Feliu in Gerona SA was the mayor of Sant Feliu.
I watched it all from the window. My father, dominated by the responsibility of his position and more nervous than ever, I was forbidden to leave the house. There was much excitement. When, in the distance, began to suggest the shape of the rail band started playing and people started clapping and shouting, getting stronger Vivaaaaa!, Vivaaaaa! . It seemed that the screaming noise control train. See who cried more. Mr. Casas, hat and beard that characterized was received like a king. Everyone congratulated and screams and applause from the crowd and the bustle went away. My brother Alfonso, my father had left it out of the house, told me that the streets were decorated with garlands bell book and candle and lights. You think then that the lighting was gas, electricity bell book and candle had not yet arrived. Quite a celebration. I would have liked to see it. People were so grateful to Mr. Casas accompanied him to his home.
Sant Feliu then had only about eight thousand inhabitants. I had always lived as a fishing village but at that time the industry and commerce was in Cork