In the years after the first world war in Italy a tree was planted for every dead soldier, hundreds of public parks were born called Parks of Remembrance. They are always near or inside the city and have the duty not to forget. I imagined many hands hugging the trees, because every tree is a man and every man was a child. the Park of Remembrance is the house of memory, and we must take care of it. This Picture is part of the series "Fermo ex straordinary visions" (2016-2018)