Public service and religious faith: a way that in life’s darkest moments we may yet record the light of goodness.

Hi little one, I only gave a hand to bring you out of that prison of rubble. Pardon us if we arrived late; unfortunately you had already stopped breathing. But I want you to know from up above that we did everything possible to pull you out of there. When I return home to Aquila I will know that there is an angel that watches over me from heaven and at night you will be a shining star. Hi Giulia, even if you never knew me you are dear to me. Andrea

Note from a rescue worker on the casket of Giulia, who died in the earthquake at Pescara del Tronto, Italy on August 24. When she was discovered, her body was shielding her little sister Giorgia, who survived.