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Title: Mario, the land that today I cry.
Publication Date: June 29, 2003
Matter ;: Colombia, Human Rights
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Geographical area: Colombia, Medellin Murindó
Date of incident: 2003
entities and persons mentioned: Mario Andres Flores
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Title: Mario, the land that today I cry.
Publication Date: June 29, 2003
Matter ;: Colombia, Human Rights
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Geographical area: Colombia, Medellin Murindó
Date of incident: 2003
entities and persons mentioned: Mario Andres Flores
Mario, land that today you cries.
Mario Andrés Flórez, was more than the town doctor for the people of Murindó (Chocó). But someone did not think so and that his body was found on the outskirts of Caldas (Antioquia).
His life was dedicated to helping people in this population threatened not only by the Atrato river currents, but the violence that took his life.
Date: 06/29/2003 -1104
drizzle accompanied the silent procession up the slope of Campos de Paz loading the box with the body of Mario Andrés Flórez.
only sound was the intermittent sobbing of someone who could not control his grief and let out a complaint that everyone understood. Impotence and emptiness had to roll tears mixed with drops of rain near the faces that accompanied the coffin.
Mario Andrés was without doubt one of the most significant things Murindó. Your doctor, the town doctor, as they called it when they saw him pass followed by a court of children who flew to his side and who was more than a father.
probably came and went tinkering with some project or health benefit to the inhabitants of this town. Besides his work as manager of the hospital, where crews are constantly organizing preventive health such as vaccination or curative (hospital serving 400 to 700 citations per month), Mario used to be a leader in many things. "With his first paycheck he bought solar panels to bring the first television to the people for the boys to have fun.
Another time he brought two bikes for children to learn to mount and organized fishing trips with gill nets that had bought his family in Medellin, "recalls Don Omar Flórez, his father. About a year ago his effort was to build Murindó track, one of the most important projects of the last year for its great significance for the population as possible to overcome the violent blockades imposed on the Atrato river, helping to bring air and food utensils.
"For the hospital meant a saving of almost one million pesos a month to arrive by plane to the village, explains esnea Luz Piedrahita, hospital administrator, to bring drugs and get directly to patients without first having to move them across the river to Vigia del Fuerte was a great achievement. "
Kind and cheerful, Mario was involved with this population as if it were a native of the village. Yet the sorrows and joys of black and indigenous communities that inhabit this small neighborhood of 2,500 people on the banks of the Atrato River, enjoyed the Afro of the residents. "He loved getting into the kitchen to taste the dishes of the midwives who were happy to have you as a guest because everything he liked," says Alicia Rubianes, his mother.
It was not very rumba, I rode the young men were enjoying a disco where listening to music and dancing, "of course without taking liquor" recalls esnea. Delusion lasted four months until someone broke the rule and closed. His career profesional comenzó en Murindó, luego de terminar sus estudios en la Universidad de Antioquia . En ese entonces acababa de suceder el terremoto que arrasó con el pueblo y obligó su traslado a otro lugar, donde fue construido sobre zancos para escapar de las continuas inundaciones a que los somete el poderoso río mientras espera impaciente ser trasladado de nuevo al pie de monte de donde era oriundo.
En ese entorno el doctor Mario llegó debido a que el médico de la localidad había renunciado. Después de cuatro años de trabajar como gerente del hospital, cuando mucha gente del pueblo lo animó a proponer su nombre para la Alcaldía, inexplicable threat came that said he should leave the aspiration and the people. It was thus reached the municipality of Nariño, Antioquia, where he lived also making the people by the FARC for four years. Hoisted a white flag led a procession to one of the local priests who managed to get some of the families caught in the crossfire. Later he worked in San Roque, where he remained for some time and later returned to Murindó, where he was already a little over a year.
His aunt Gladys Galarza repeatedly invited him to who went to live with her and her family to Australia, but Mario scorned the invitation saying that he had much to do in their village. His ultimate intention had been to buy an apartment for his parents and he never married despite already had 38 years. Her mother had been seeking approval for the new house, "we would have to paint a little and fix the floor," recalls Dona Alicia.
At the time of burial, the story of his life goes through the minds of those who knew him. All this and good power destroyed by the violent action that took the lives.
unceremoniously left him lying on a sidewalk instead of the hopper in the municipality of Caldas, Antioquia, shot in the head, hands and feet tied tightly. A local farmer found him and reported. His death occurred on Thursday was not known until Sunday when one of his seven siblings, the youngest, Giovany, found him after two days of searching in the hospital San Vicente de Caldas.
Luis Alberto Lozano complaint, a 22 year old deaf boy who was with Mario, who had brought their own resources Murindó for treatment to recover speech, was missing.
only learned later, when after four days they found him in another room of Sabaneta also dead. The local newspaper published after the mayor of Murindó, Oswaldo complaint was threatened by the Metro Bloc of the AUC and should leave town if he wanted to pass him the same as Mario. Since that time no one knows where it is.
Thus, without who guided the Mayor and the hospital, the town is virtually adrift and desolate. Memory is only recent gathering of young people house to house all the flowers for offerings to Mario in a beautiful heart-shaped ring that shipped with the inscription: the flowers of the earth today I cry, Murindó.
Ricardo Espinosa Ferrer http://Testigoysobreviviente.blogspot.com ferrerespinosa.ricardo @ Gmail.com 
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