I knew very well my father, so well that I know what he was thinking when his sickness got worse and I can almost catch his thoughts before dying.
But I didn't know his alter ego, Bennet Mac Eagle, called Benny by his friends. I only know that he was living in Bali, Indonesia, during several months of the year and when he was back home in Italy he spent many hours studying the Indonesian language.
I already gave my farewell to my father, so now I want to dedicate these few lines to Benny.
Ciao Benny, wherever you are.