
Bell tower
dedication1908.

I went to this
Elementary school.

San Giacomo, an
antique church.
 Front left row
Osvaldo Del Zotto photo taken 1905 |
Our Old Cordenons.
Because of the overwhelming demand from the immigrants of our town (old Cordenonesi) to post some old Cordenons' (Italy) photos, we will try to assemble as many photographs as we can.
The first ever Cordenons record was on the 5th of May, AD (anno Domini) 897. It is cited from a manuscript of the residing king Berengario I, from the curtis regia Naonis (Cordenons or corte neonis). I will not write the full Cordenons history. This page is not meant to be an historical record of our illustrious town.
Although from time to time it modernized it always remained a farming (agriculture) municipality. The streets and houses were rather old, and everyone knew their neighbors, and beyond. There were only around fifty main names on a population of about sixteen thousand (16000) people. Everyone in someways was related to their fellow citizen, (practically everyone knew everyone else). In our town we were fortunate enough to have three main industries, a cotton mill, a paper mill, and a silk mill; which provided extra income for the people.
During the Second World War, about the entire industry and farming collapsed, the town passed a period of poverty (misery) that is why thousands of us immigrated.
Since the middle of the 1960 our old town economy flourished. People bought new properties built new houses, demolished and modernized practically all the old places. That means approximately three quarters of all the town's buildings. For all intent and purposes it is a new town and is not any longer a farming community. Wagon carts drawn by caws, oxen, horses, or tractors are not see any longer.
The traffic is horrific, however it is only composed of busses, trucks, and cars, cars, everywhere cars.
That is why the old immigrants like us, like to see yesteryear photographs. We know we can't and we wouldn't wont for the town or people to go back, it wouldn't be fare to the present town's citizens,or to anyone for that matter. There still remains a problem for all of us that resides abroad, the town is not the town of our younger days. That is why the people that moved out many years ago would like to have a place to reminisce our old town buildings and streets.
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Fishmonger
weighing fish.

Farmers building
a community road.

Town hall clock
is striking twelve.

Mako,
Cotton Mills,
circa 1952.
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