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Happy Father’s Day, Papi!


Pop & me on my wedding day

Happy Father’s Day Papi!  I am thinking about you during this special day honoring all fathers. There is not a single moment that passes with thoughts of you fluttering my mind. You were larger than life and you were not an easy walk but you were definitely a loving father.

You busted your butt for us, every night driving that yellow cab. I still remember you coming home with eighty stitches on your forearm. As the story goes, you were held up at knife point by some guy outside your favorite diner. You refused to give up any money and you fought back. I wonder sometimes, what passed through your mind? I cannot begin to imagine what it was like. It must have been very scary. After that horrific experience, you continued to go to that same old diner. My thoughts? You were either crazy or very brave I chose the latter.

As a disciplinarian, you were very strict and you know what? We turned out okay with a few rough edges under our belts which made us strong. It is amazing the things that you think of when you look back. I have plenty of good stories to tell about you, Papi. It will carry me through for years to come. Just know, we made it through and for that I am grateful.

I am all grown up now with my own family. I am a grandmother, surprised? You would love her, she is an exceptional young lady, very bright. I am truly blessed.


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Happy Birthday Papi!


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Happy Birthday Papi!

We have missed you…thoughts of you come flooding back each time an official holiday or your birthday comes around, and here I am again writing to you on your birthday. I cannot believe that you have been gone 27 years. Mami is doing, okay. She continues to cope everyday without you and at times it can be a struggle.

Our lives were left with a never-ending void. Let’s face it you always had that presence about you. I have been doing a lot of reflecting  about past times, where you said a word or did something and it would always bring a smile upon my face.

The other day, our granddaughter did not want to share her dessert. I told her about my story and the lesson I learned all those years ago. Do you remember that? I was ten. I was eating a banana, and you asked me for a bite and I refused. I remember it like it was yesterday. For one week, and by the way,  an eternity for a little kid.  I would ask to share your dessert and you would on purpose not share. I never forgot this lesson!

Isn’t it funny, what we remember?

Love your daughter,

Caridad