Bruno Hope

Bruno Hope - Photo by Nigel JAMES

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Beneath A Roman Moon

Life is a journey of risks and sometimes great danger. But, for some people, perils and hazards are just part of the course, and, Bruno Hope is just such a person!

It was 1945. Bruno Hope was busy walking home across Italy. He was a young man; he had survived his war, and Vienna, although still far away, was getting nearer and nearer. But then the partisans struck!

He went down in a hail of bullets. With one of his shoulders completely destroyed, and his heart holding on for all it was worth he passed out. And there, beneath a Roman moon he lay, waiting to die - in a pool of crimson deepening blood! 

But not for ever, his death was not meant to be, a gipsy had told him so – and he believed it!

The doctors fought hard to save him, and they did a wonderful job. But his left shoulder and arm had been too badly hit to repair. They would never work again! But Bruno Hope thought differently, and, so it was, that he went to work on himself.

He began by lifting the lightest of weights, and, within eighteen months of hard work and increasing the load, his arm was back once again to full strength. He had managed to cure himself and get himself working again. He had fought the impossible and won!

And that’s how Bruno’s life has been ever since. Downs are for getting up from and not giving in to; and, most importantly, what ever authority tells you, follow your own inner voice and do what it tells you! It usually knows best!

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