Chapter 31 Let's find a guide
Tommy Hawk was wearing sportswear. At this time, he took a few breaths while holding the lamppost in the southern district of Warwick, and then looked at Melonie next to him, and asked:
"Auntie, you are a woman, right?"
Seeing that Tommy Hawk was panting violently after only running three kilometers, Melonie mocked with disdainful eyes: "The eyes are so good, where did you see it, Tommy? If you didn't tell me, I thought there was no People can discover this secret, keep running! There are still 700 meters to San Ezio Church."
"I don't know what's the point of you suddenly forcing me to run with you every day." Tommy Hawke asked puzzledly: "I modified my personal information two months ago, it says I'm not good at track and field I prefer table tennis, and I am the absolute main force of the school's table tennis team."
Melonie lowered her voice to Tommy Hawke solemnly: "Don't you think what we are going to do is very risky? You must be fully prepared for this. For example, the most basic thing is that you must at least let yourself be arrested by the police. When caught, have enough physical strength to escape."
"I can give you a reasonable explanation. There are no bullets flying across the movie, no blood dripping, no gangsters and police. This is a kind of harmless small business." Tommy Hawk covered his face with his hands, After rubbing it hard a few times, a dull voice came out from under the palm: "Melonie, you should watch less TV series made by California guys. I found that since I told you about this little business, your spirit has changed. I am a little nervous, we are just poor ghosts selling cigarettes, not arms tycoons or drug lords selling drugs, we are not qualified to be involved in the kind of big scene you mentioned, the most terrifying scene you can encounter may be my driving The fishing boat accidentally looked the wrong way and was supposed to go north to Canada, but we ended up in Cuba."
"Normal people would be nervous." Melonie ignored Tommy's helplessness, and after leaving a sentence, she turned around and continued jogging forward: "Only a freak like you can act as if nothing happened."
After running the last 700 meters, standing outside the main entrance of the church, which was neither magnificent nor gorgeous, Melonie asked Tommy Hawke, "Why did you come to the church?"
"It's not the church, it's the institution next to the church. Have you seen the low-key and inconspicuous sign?" Tommy Hawke pointed to a two-story building next to the church and said.
Looking in the direction Tommy pointed, Melonie read the Italian words on the mottled notice board: "Ezio Brotherhood."
"Church organization?" Melonie looked at Tommy Hawke uncertainly after reading it, and asked: "Although I have accompanied my parents to San Ezio Church countless times, I have never noticed this inconspicuous church. signboard."
Tommy Hawk shook his head slightly: "Are you sure you are Italian? Aunt?"
"It's as suspicious as you are not sure that I am a woman." Melonie sighed, and said to Tommy Hawke: "Tommy, has your friend reminded you that it is best to speak directly."
"This was once a great place, a place where Italians helped each other in the United States. Now it has lost its glory, but it should not be difficult to find a guide here." Tommy Hawke said to Melonie.
The Brotherhood of Ezio in Tommy Hawke's mouth is an Italian-American organization that once traversed the east and west coasts of the United States. It was founded in 1942.
Italians suddenly found that they were no longer allowed to go to the seashore, the fishing boats they depended on were forcibly seized, and Italians were imposed a racial curfew policy alone. Once it was dark, they were not allowed to go out, and they had to apply for a permit from the police station five kilometers away from their residences. , The most important thing is that if any of the above restrictions are violated, they will be taken away by force immediately, labeled as "hostile foreigners" and sent to custody.
These policies led to the complete unemployment of tens of thousands of Italian families who depended on fishing on the west coast of the United States. At this time, New York and New England on the northeastern coast of the United States, because of the large number of Italian immigrants, the government was unable to carry out large-scale racial control, so the restrictions were relatively mild. Many of them focus on probation and wooing, and from this we can intuitively see that in the treatment of foreign ethnic groups, there are differences between the north and the south of the United States. Southerners are barbaric, while northerners are civilized.
Italians attach great importance to the family, like to form associations, and especially to family relatives, so even if they are thousands of miles away, when the Italians on the east coast know that their relatives or friends on the west coast are in trouble, they will lend a helping hand.
However, it is too difficult to rescue thousands of miles away, so some people propose to let the unemployed Italians on the west coast migrate to the northeast coast. Along the way, the Italian Catholic churches in various states can be used as contact points, and Italian religious personnel can be used as liaison officers to provide migrants with what they can. Food, money and all kinds of help.
So, as this idea was recognized by the Italians, all Italian east coast immigrants almost united, gangsters, handicraftsmen, factory owners, traders, fishermen, barbers and even pimps... No matter what their status is, no matter where they are in the United States, At that time, they were all trying to get involved, providing all kinds of information and help within their ability, so as to save the same people from the fire. In this way, an Italian migration line across the United States began to appear on the American map.
A large number of Italians took advantage of this migration line to secretly depart from Los Angeles, California in the southwest, bypass the interrogation by using the news given by the same family, pass through the states along the way, and finally arrive in New York, Boston, Portland and Providence in the northeast Even up north to Canada.
Because the use of churches along the way as contact points to provide help, and Italian religious personnel as liaison officers, the idea of slowly completing the migration of the Italians’ misery was first started by Rocky Salvatore, the pastor of San Ezio Church in Providence proposed, so this organization of Italians who helped in the states along the way was also known as the Brotherhood of Ezio.
In addition to helping the migrating fellow countrymen, the Ezio Brotherhood also communicated with each other in a timely manner on the attitudes of various states and cities in the United States towards Italians, and helped fellow villagers find suitable settlements. It is precisely because of its existence that many Italian children can live in When the parents were controlled, they struggled to survive and would not starve to death.
Times have changed, and today's Ezio Brotherhood can no longer play the same light as it did back then. After all, Italians prefer small circles and value family. They have never been interested in such a huge institution and organization like the Ezio Brotherhood. , I think that my feelings are limited, and I can only give them to my closest people.
So when their relatives were rescued and the storm passed, the once united Italians changed from a red sun to a sky full of stars and returned to their respective lives.
The current Ezio Brotherhood is indeed more like a church organization used by Italian churches to maintain exchanges, but it retains a characteristic, that is, when Italians need to go to a completely strange city for some reason, you can come Seek help from the church with the name of the Ezio Brotherhood. If there are Italians living in that city, then the Brotherhood can help you contact a warm and communicative Italian fellow in that city, and provide you with the opportunity to integrate into the new city. Help, of course, this business is now paid, like a tour guide.
After listening to Tommy Hawke's narration, Melonie stared blankly at him for a few seconds before saying:
"Tommy, where did you get this information? Your words made me doubt whether I am Italian. There is no such record in American history textbooks."
Tommy Hawke looked at the sign and walked over: "Among the Italian immigrants who were forced to relocate, there was a baby girl named Alida Leon. She told me, let's go, let's find a guide."
...Thank you, the leader of Mengmengquan, for the reward, and thank you readers for your support. I will go down to eat first, and I am sorry for the late update today.
(end of this chapter)