rough week of remembering

Feb 20, 2010 21:10

Today while I was out, I had my cell phone on me and my mother called.

My Godfather who has been ill for quite some time passed to the next life. He was eating ice cream and surrounded by his family...

Words pale...

He was a wonderful. He had his flaws, but don't we all.  He was 67.  I think.  He also had four kids and my cousins are good people.

We had a falling out and the funny thing is that when he initially took ill, he forgave me my transgressions of years before.  Rand was living at the time and I remember seeing him.

He reminded me of Brando in The Godfather and making me an offer I wasn't gonna refuse.  I want to remember that about him as my mother does not want me to attend the services.  They are too far away and no one will look after the beast.

May he find his peace in this new life that he did not find in this one.

William Morocco 

death and rememberance

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