The day has come: after many measurements, marks on the keel, and infinitesimal changes to the joints of the ribs, the "ribs" are fixed to the keel. The answer to critics who "did not recognize" the way to work Mast'Antonio, who built the first structures of the boat, then the individual pieces and then the keel, is before the eyes of onlookers peering in the twilight of the cave tuff in a few minutes, bizarre forms of wood are joined to form the "bone" of the boat, still wobbly and lopsided, with the order determined only by long galvanized nails, blanks BIAL to keep them together, but undoubtedly the boat. Michael, the young and Mast'Antonio Antonio, harassed and willing apprentice, drill to drill the keel, pose the frames, nailed to the keel, taking care not to pierce the dell'ombrinale channel that runs from stem to stern, and argue the making nails penetrate his head into the wood. 
Now everything has changed, and what was a lazy work spare time acquires the sanctity of waiting culminating in the launching and blessing of the name. Not by chance the first act, after the laying of the ribs in the bow and stern, was nailed to a cross at the top of the bow of the boat, as did the older, more devout, but also more sensitive to otherworldly influences. The scattered pieces that littered the corners of the site, joined and became the attraction of the cave. The eyes of the kids who see it are dreaming. Those of the cynical Mast'Antonio moist.
