Thursday, October 10, 2019
Hey Pop.. seems like this is the only place that I can talk to ya. You never had a FB page to my knowledge. I miss you.. more than that I miss all the years we never had together. I never properly thanked you for presiding over Brian’s wake at my house. It was everything that I thought it should be. Your use of kind words and uplifting verses eased the tension in the room that day. I’ll never forget that. It’s strange to think your gone. Much in the same way it’s strange to think Brian is gone. Some days I think your just relaxing in your chair at your home in Florida, shaking your head at the nonsense that’s going on theses days.. then going back to reading a book. Speaking of my brother Brian, me and Sean are heading up to Syracuse to visit his final resting place. She buried his ashes somewhere near the lakeside in Oswego. Through Sean’s diligence he convinced Brian’s ex wife to divulge the directions to where your Grandson is buried. When we find it, gonna scoop up some surrounding dirt and stones in to a box.. take it back to Philly with us and bury it in the family plot in Forest Hills with our dad and his other Grandfather. I hope you approve. I love you Pop. I was your oldest Grandson but you always treated me like a Son. A kindness I’ll never be able to repay.
Enjoy your rest Pop. Cause when the day of Resurrection comes… they’re gonna need your help in all that needs to get done.
Love you always.. Your Grandson Kenny
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