For Lorelai, who I'm sure will be reading this someday:
I met your father not too far from graduation in high school. Better late than never, indeed. I'm glad I had the chance to meet such a vibrant and truly strong individual. When I say truly strong, I mean strong in ways that most are not when faced with adverisity.And as the proverb goes, "The flower that blooms in adversity, is the most beautiful of all." He had a way of always coming off as a care-free and happy individual because the fact of the matter is that no matter what life threw at him, he made the best of every situation...and had an uncanning ability to make light of it all. On that note, I must tell you that your father was quite light on the feet too. You are going to read from most people's entries in this book that he was a great soldier, which he was; a great son, which he was; a great friend, which he certainly was too...but I want to tell you what I knew him best as...I knew him best as a great dancer. Your father could dance salsa like no other man I've met. In fact, that's how I met him. I had the pleasure of performing with him once, and I'm glad I did because, in the process, I not only learned a lot from him and improved my own dance technique...but by default, I also made one last great and unforgettable friend before leaving South Miami Sr. High. My parents actually got to meet him, as well, during our rehearsals, and like everyone else, they instantly loved the person he was too. I just want you know that Sergio was a force to be reckoned with, which will always be with you even as he's watching you grow from heaven. Your daddy loves you, sweety, and you may not be able to see that love...but if you let yourself, you can feel it...and that, my dear, is what love is all about. He was a hero and now he is your guardian angel.
Sergio, R.I.P. old friend...