Going to work during a war is almost like going to the front, scanning the sky and the earth and hoping for another day. The ‘collateral victims’, the civilian deaths that every conflict brings with it, always remind us how irreplaceable, fragile, and precious peace is, when one does not risk death, as happened in Leverano, during the bombings that liberated Italy from Nazism-Fascism. A story of immense pain, but also of courage and healing, when the widowed mothers heroically rolled up their sleeves to keep the world and the family going, industrious hands become a prayer to heaven, in the indelible memory of fathers, husbands, brothers, and sons lost on that day, when the gold of the threshed wheat was stained red with blood.