A mysterious force caused that on June 7, the day of the journalist, he began to look at himself differently. That they ran away from a party, that the surrounding landscape has disappeared. Was September morning, by the American Neil Diamond, soundtrack of the crush that pierced Mónica Cahen D’Anvers and César Mascetti. One line from the song was eternalized for them after they built a family: “Look how far we’ve come”.

The “author” of the story was, in partthe producer Eduardo Metzger. She had organized a barbecue to entertain the reporters and something came out of the script. “That day we drank, we danced to that tune. For things God knows, we left and each got into their respective car“, recreated romantic. “Instead of going from one side to the other, we both went straight to my house”.

They looked at each other for the first time after seeing each other a thousand times. La di lei was a story of rediscovery, of “collision” after several lost battles. “We worked in 13 without giving us five balls for years”, the pilot of Telenoche evoking that gentleman who died at 80 this Tuesday.

“An industrial number of ladies came looking for him, and he felt I was a little whore”. With those words Mónica (seven years older) taught “how to destroy a prejudice”, something “more difficult than disintegrating an atom”.

The first “involuntary” meeting took place in 1971. He was making his first weapons, she was already a well-known journalist. Years later, with her separated, they crossed paths again while he was driving Monica presents. Monica wasn’t lying: “At first it seemed impractical to me.”

In 2003 they got married. She had offered her in France, during coverage of the 1998 World Cup, but the cards weren’t urgent. They preferred an intimate ceremony, with ten friends in San Pedro. That was the corollary of a bond that didn’t seem “short-lived” and included mysterious edges, such as those “love telexes sent under pseudonyms to protect privacy“.

They presented their great nest of peace for the first time in 1979, in San Pedro, while dreaming of a pension that seemed far away and of welcoming the troupe, Iván, Sandra, Mónica’s children who ended up as children “of the soul” by César. Then came the grandchildren Sol and Sebastián (children of “Vane”) and the great granddaughters Elina, Amelia and Maica. “The campaign is our AFJP”he often threw the joke, among the oranges.

For the spectator they were “Mónica and César” – therefore, all together -, inseparable, impossible to name one without the other. In La Campiña (formerly Route 9 and Route 1001) they decided to build a private world away from flash and cameras, the “retirement spiritual retreat”. The dream began with 12 hectares and 4,000 orange trees.

From time to time, she stared at him in love as she looked at him he curated his loft. César practiced pigeon racing (breeding and training of pigeons). In the paradise of Sampedrino they enjoyed a house located in the center of the Costanera de San Pedro (which belonged to César’s family), ten kilometers from La Campiña, and the property called El Independiente (from the journalistic story of the Mascetti family, his great -the grandfather founded a newspaper with that name in 1894).

The daughter of the French Count Gilbert Cahen D’Anvers, the one who admitted that she was “brought down from a sling” to Earth when journalism forced her “legs in the mud”, confessed that her heart had never beaten more than that day as a reporter when she danced with a old acquaintance. Dancing love was born. And it lasted the rest of their lives.