Times like this are never easy, but the love and respect shared by friends and colleagues dull the pain and even brings the occasional smile.
It’s interesting how much you learn about someone you thought you knew when you read what people say about them after they died. I’ve been learning a lot about dad today.
When we boil it on down, life is about making memories and I hold a plethora of memories of dad in my heart. . . the oldest one goes all the way back to 1963 when dad, my grandmother (his mother in law) and I were shopping in an S&H Green stamps store in Elizabeth, NJ. when the announcement was made that President Kennedy had been assassinated. Not a happy memory, but a memory nonetheless.
One of our final, happy memories that we shared almost a year ago was our last dinner, (mom too) at Tony Da Caneca Portuguese Restuarant in Down Neck Newark. It was one of his and my favorite places, He was already failing, but as you can see by the picture, he had a great time. Soon, there will be a return, memorial visit.
I hope the memories never fade away.
When dad died, there was nothing left to be said between us. We both knew where we stood with each other and talked almost daily for as long as I can remember. No regrets and I’m proud to be known as “Lenny’s son.” I only hope that I can live up to his legacy.
The funeral has been scheduled and you can find his obituary and service schedule by clicking on this link.
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