Memories of a Much Loved Mayor
By Alastair CaisleyOur (Usually) Diplomatic Correspondent
Many of you will now that Joaquin Paricio, the long-standing Mayor or El Grado and
great friend of The Lions, died in March after a courageous six-year struggle against cancer.
This article is a short personal reflection on his involvement with The Lions.
I first met the Mayor on what, unbeknown to Antonio and I, was our very first Lions’
Trip in 2001. Having had a long drive from Bilbao (a route not to be recommended),
we arrived late in El Grado. However, its never too late to eat in Spain! Our meal
was at Las Acacias and it was there that we first met Joaquin Paricio, who warmly
greeted our little group of three. After a brief introduction, things came to an abrupt
end with the announcement that a wild boar had come off second best with a car on
the outskirts of the village. People left the restaurant at a speed only comparable to
Antonio’s legendary raging bull run in Pamplona (you will be pleased to hear that this
is no longer one of The Lions’ activities).
Our get togethers with the Mayor then became a regular feature of The Lions’ trips. It
wasn’t long before we learned that Joaquin Paricio had taken himself off to New York
to negotiate a sizeable loan to build the electricity plant/fish farm on the River Cinca.
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Not content with that, we then discovered that he was also instrumental in establishing
the World Ludo Championships in El Grado. For those of us who were there at El
Poblado a few years ago, who can forget his very amusing description of the range of
participants, the strict rules and very modest prizes? Many of the competitors were
probably blissfully unaware that even some local prisoners took part in the event!
Always a generous, friendly and hospitable man, many Lions were privileged to hear
him speak so movingly about his liver transplant. It was so emotional that the Lions’
tradition of keeping a stiff upper lip soon disappeared, as a few of us tried to hide the
odd tear. The bond of friendship between the Lions and the Mayor grew stronger
every year. Even a language barrier did not stop him sharing genuine pleasure at
meeting us again. There was a memorable presentation to Joaquin Paricio in his
office with accompanying photographs three years ago and presented him with his
Honorary Lion Certificate, something which he accepted proudly.
It was therefore with great sadness that I heard of his recent death. The Lions will
miss a true friend. Even last year, his generosity was shown when he delivered
a dozen bottles of the excellent Enate wine.
He will also be missed by his local
community, who he served so faithfully for many years. Over a thousand people
attended his funeral at Torrecuidad ~ a tribute to his popularity.
Our parting, for those who believe, is but temporary. As we enjoy (or for some
“endure”!) this year’s activities, please think of Joaquin Paricio and his smiling face
looking down on our modest efforts and endeavours.