Este 4 de agosto, nos dejó un buen portugués, buen hombre, - TopicsExpress

Este 4 de agosto, nos dejó un buen portugués, buen hombre, honesto, fanático de continuar nuestras costumbres, uno de los fundadores de Mocidade Portuguesa, nuestro querido Amandio Augusto Fernandes. En la colectividad fue socio fundador del club Portugués del Gran Buenos Aires, del club Recreativo de Escobar, socio vitalicio del Centro Patria Portuguesa, y Presidente de la comisión de Fiestas de la virgen de Fátima en Pilar, integro el grupo Pauliteiros allá por los años 68, y a partir del año 1974 fundó junto a otros amigos Mocidade Portuguesa. Hoy tu hijo Roberto tu nuera Conce y sus nietos Pablo y Luciana, Sonia y Martin, integrantes de Mocidade te recordaremos siempre, como muchos amigos que cosechaste. Hasta siempre!!!!!!!

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