On these fields and within these walls our history has been written for almost three centuries.
The earth is still soaked in the blood sweat of our fathers.

We believe that history is the testimony of the memory of a people.
We believe that memory is the indelible scar of our past.
We believe that it is a duty to know one's history, one's origins and one's memories.
We are all despite ourselves children of the past… and due respect must be shown to the past!

This is why we cannot forget… we must know whose children we are!
Sons of Napoleon, who in 1797 fought and won his most glorious battle on our morainic hills.
Sons of King Carlo Alberto, who in 1848 risked his life near our walls and was saved thanks to the valiant impetus of the royal Carabinieri.
Sons of Josef Radetzky, who in 1861 wanted to make Verona and Pastrengo the most important strategic stronghold in the quadrilateral.
Children of the terror of the bombings of the Second World War, from which these rooms gave shelter and warmth.
We are all brothers from the same story, but children of different fathers.