St. Martin Patron of Lazise

Martin was born in Pannonia, Hungary, today in 316; He was the son of a Roman officer and was educated in the city of Pavia, where he spent his childhood until the Imperial Guard enlistment at the age of fifteen. At school Martino took the first contacts with Christians and, unbeknownst to the parents, and began to attend diligently the catechumen Christian assemblies. His humility and his charity gave birth to some legends including one where Martin met a poor person to whom he donated half of his cloak.

The legend

Was the November 11: the sky was overcast, drizzly and blew a gunbad that penetrated their bones; for this reason Knight was wrapped in his large cloak of warrior. But along the way there's a poor old covered only a few rags, pushed by the wind, lurching and trembling with cold. Martin looks and feels close to the heart. "Poor fellow,-think-will die from freezing!" And thinks how to give him some relief. Would take a blanket, but has none. Would be enough money, with which the poor could buy a blanket or a dress; but by chance the Horseman did not even with one change. And then what to do? Has that heavy cloak that covers everything. He gets an idea and since it appears good, does not think twice. He takes off his cloak, cut it in two with his sword and gives a half to the poor guy.
"May God reward you!" He stutters the beggar, and disappears. San Martino, glad to have done charity, spurs his horse and walks in the rain, that begins to fall harder than ever, while a rabid gunbad apparently wants to take away also the cloak that covers it. But after a few steps here it stops raining, the wind calms down. Soon the clouds thin out and leave. The sky becomes cloudy, the air becomes mild. The Sun begins to warm the ground forcing the rider to stand even the Middle Cape. Here is the Indian summer, which is renewed every year to celebrate a nice charitable act and also to remind us that charity toward the poor is the most pleasing to God. But the story of St. Martin doesn't end there. During the night, in fact, Martino dreamed of Jesus who thanked him by showing him the half of the cloak, almost to make him understand that the beggar was just met him in person.

The 11 November we celebrate San Martino; founded as a religious party has turned into a recurrence of folklore which in our country is identified with the Indian summer.   With these words in fact refers to a particular climate, generally linked to the Mediterranean area, so in November, usually cold and rainy month, established a short time nice pleasant climate reminiscent Sun of summer.

But the 11 November was also important for the farmers of yesteryear because it marked in a way the end of a year of work, with the expiry of the agricultural contracts, payment of rents and participation in trade fairs.
According to a popular saying "do San Martino", "do the removals" how nicely say in Val Ceno, equates to about bassoon, dislodge IE move house, country, city, workplace, leave in short, addressing the inevitable consequences, discomfort, bustle and a likely suffering, following every change in life.
With farm wagons, creaking on the dusty roads and gravel, filled with every stuff, pulled by oxen or cows they bent the removals. On the day itself, the animation of the family departing, also end up infecting the neighbors, mostly available to lend a hand.