This year’s Rikardo Arrangi Awards have honoured ten communication projects that marked the milestone in Basque journalism. Among them, former director of Anaitasuna magazine, Angel Zelaieta, who was my dad. He received the hand prize from Begoña Arrangi, a very exciting moment, the hug and the kisses that united them.

The great Mallabia Txikito is already years old and was with his daughter during the act, in which his wife and grandchildren followed the same through ETB. The work of Ángel Zelaieta has always been confidential, until a newspaper presents it as Andrés Zelaieta. Less well than a friend of mine realized Berria's mistake, Zelaieta is a former collaborator and has a very good relationship with honoree Martxelo Otamendi.

In his brief and sincere speech, he shared the prize with others, and by mentioning the word penance, he awoke the laughter of the audience. The former red priest is used to speaking from the pulpit. A torturer who investigates the surnames of friends and acquaintances, even with appointments. I was baptized with witches, because of the invitation of a madman like my father. It was Gabriel Aresti.

The unamunist Ángel Zelaieta is the author of the first biography to boost the memory of Gabriel Aresti. If the former director of Lauro Ikastola is like this, the hearts and brains of thousands of students know it well. I've heard the journalist Xabier Madariaga say the best phrase that defines the professor: “He’s always networking.”

For example, the relationships addressed in the travels to Clairvaux. He has made long journeys with our mother to visit ETA prisoners in a car made in Eastern Communist Germany. They slept in a nunnery house, and as he surveyed the library, he found a novel by Victor Hugo, and at the time of the enlightenment, he came up with an idea of the abbey that they had become a jail. Realizing that the prison director was a fan of literature, his father commissioned prisoner Zorion Zamakola to translate the novel and obtained permission from the director.

I want to devote the last words to my mother, who was born thanks to her ovaries. His blood gave me the first nickname. Dynamite Galdakao. Kisses both and sister, the nuclear family. Congratulations to the ten milestones.