The "Projects" in Philadelphia just after WWII. Where it all began for you and me. We've come a long way since then my friend. So many words left unspoken. So much pain and heartache. So much doubt and fear. But, through it all, deep down, I always knew you loved me. And, you must know, I always loved and respected you. You were always there in a crisis, always willing to give advice. And although I often didn't listen, I knew you meant the best for me. Well, I'm listening now Dad. Listening to all the memories of you and me together, especially at the end. No more words left unspoken, no more pain and heartache, no more doubt and fear. It was an honor to know you in life. It was an honor to take care of you in death. It's an honor to carry out your will. It's an honor to carry on you name. God bless you my friend. May God grant you eternal peace.
Your loving son,