Farewell to Corrado Grandesso
He was 74 years old and deeply loved the countryside
It happened, in the long nights at the newspaper, that he talked about the beauty of the olive grove and the goodness of the oranges of Villacidro, a place of the heart where the beloved father Silvestro Grandesso Silvestri had been praetor for many years. Thus, even in his autumn, that generous and mythical countryside had become a life and a peaceful refuge for Corrado. A new existence after the one dedicated to journalism, a profession practiced at the forefront of the Sardinian Union, with passion, absolute rigor and great professionalism. On Monday afternoon his heart suddenly stopped in his Villacidro. Too soon. He was 74 years old.
Strict chronicler
Just go back with your memories to understand who he was: a chronicler, who grew up at the school of Vittorino Fiori, who signed pages and pages of the Sardinian Union, first of all those dedicated to the "Manuella Case", one of the thorniest events that have gone through Cagliari. From his ivory-colored Olivetti came precise pieces, rich in information, full of the civic sense and justice that animated him. A professional with a “straight back” and with a difficult, angular character, but always capable of acute observations that counted as lessons. If a headline didn't convince him he would never have fired the page for the printer: he was a perfectionist.
He had experienced the fascination of a newspaper made with lead from this profession when the editorial office and typography of the Unione were still in Viale Regina Elena, in front of the Terrapieno, and then the adventure of the digital revolution. For many years he had been the judiciary of the chronicle and then directed it; in the 1980s he had also become a correspondent for La Stampa of Turin. Above all, he had gone through the many storms without ever betraying his conscience.
His disappearance fills our hearts with grief, and this is not just about us who were his desk mates (and who we discussed with him). Di Corrado will always remain fussy, often ferocious judgments, words of love for his family and the certainty of having shared a long way with a thoroughbred journalist.
Caterina Pinna
