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Contributions from Camera Etrusca staff and
participants.
La Piccola
Gerusalemme,The Little Jerusalem

Pitigliano
from the Jewish Cemetery (ph. Sylvia Abually)
One rounds a bend beside the church of
La Madonna delle Grazie and there it is, one of the most
striking views in Italy,Pitigliano. It lies on the knife-edge of a
hill
with extremely steep cliffs on either side, the classic form of the
Etruscan hill town.
Our guide was waiting
for us at the gates of the town by
the fountain,punctual to the dot, this was Signora Elena Servi one of the three
remaining Jews still living in Pitigliano. A good-looking and
sprightly 70
year old she is the custodian of the museum and synagogue, but
whereas these are open to the public on a daily basis the cemetery is not
. What is more the cemetery is surrounded by an extremely high
wall on one side and precipitous cliffs on the others. Apparently
permanently locked, this secret garden of a cemetery, observable from afar
but frustratingly invisible from close to, had enticed me for years. Now,
camera in hand, I at last found myself at the gates.
On the walk down to the cemetery , Signora Elena in her
chatty and informal way filled us in a little on the history of the
Jewish community . The Jews have had a continuous presence in Pitigliano
since at least 1556 when a papal bull 'discouraged' them from living in
the papal states. Thirty or so families moved over the border into the
Orsini dukedom in Tuscany to found the first stable community in
Pitigliano. Life could not have been easy for them as they were allotted
very little space and by all accounts lived in conditions more akin
to an unsanitary prison than a ghetto. Things improved considerably when
the illustrious Cosimo I dei Medici, extended his dominion over southern
Tuscany and the community was allowed to expand its boundaries and
numbers and began to prosper. A wave of Jewish refugees from nearby Castro
arrived in 1649 after its sacking and demolition by the papal army (the
extraordinary story of this 'Rennaissance Pompei', buried in the woods for
400 years, will be covered in a future edition of Camera Etrusca
magazine).
Signora Elena unlocked the iron gates and led us down the winding steps,
tall cypresses on either side. She brushed away the pine needles,
wondering out load why the council were unable to keep the place tidy,
while from time to time pointing out the tombs of her ancestors as well as
her closer relatives: her sister, her husband; "this" she said,
pointing to a plain marble panel " is where I shall be" ; it was
not just a cemetery, this was family history. There seemed to be little
more than half a dozen surnames in the whole cemetery. She pointed out
a tomb whose broken column represented a young life cut short in 1900:
this young man's grief stricken parents had paid for the planting of the
cypresses.
the touching tomb of a five year old girl on the left
At the bottom of the avenue the cemetery widens and the tombs are laid out
in rows, some very plain whilst others have elaborate sculptures - not
strictly correct according to Jewish writ Signora Elena informs us,
but
who, she asks could object to such a touching monument as this: an almost
life-size sculpture of a five year-old girl?.
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http://www.pitigliano-toscana.com/
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