That of Dr. Capovani is the story of a woman who for years has dedicated a large part of her life to others, with particular attention to the less fortunate.
Fifty-five years old, a psychiatrist with a great passion for her work which she carried out with commitment and dedication, but also a mother of three children who hoped until the last moment that she could be saved. Barbara Capovanithe doctor attacked in Pisa last Friday outside the Santa Chiara hospital, died yesterday at 5.40 pm. A 35-year-old, a former patient of the woman, was arrested for the attack. Gianluca Paul Seungto which the investigators also contested the premeditation of the gesture.
That of Dr. Capovani is the story of a woman who for years had dedicated a large part of her life to others, with particular attention to the less fortunate. It is Sergio Bontempelli – philosopher, activist and member of Adif-Rights and Frontiers Association – who draws a portrait of him in a post on Facebook. Barbara, in fact, had attended the same high school, the Galileo Galilei in Pisa, and since she was a girl she had shown a particular vocation for solidarity and social commitment: “She was a pillar of the school, and it was impossible not to know her. Together with Guido Carpi and many others and others, she was one of the animators of the left list of students. For us ‘little ones’ – just out of middle school, and a little disoriented by the austere environment of the high school – it was an important point of reference. Sometimes we didn’t quite understand what was happening, what the assembly had decided, what the ‘list’ had resolved, what was boiling in the pot: in those cases, we had to ‘go to Barbara'”.
What would later become aestablished psychiatristcoordinator of the psychiatric diagnosis and treatment service of Santa Chiara, was already in her youth “the one who explained things best, who made us understand them: for us she was a kind of second teacher. I remember the many crowds with her in the center talking , and we little ones all around to listen. She was a bright, intelligent, sensitive, and very sweet girl. In recent times, crossing her on the street, I thought many times of stopping her. Then the scruple of not being intrusive always prevailed. And maybe that’s right. The news of these hours is terrible, and I can’t comment on it. Her smile remains in my mind, which I had known many years ago and which I saw again, sunny as then, when I met her on the street”.
