The Godfather

 

My uncle (Godfather) my aunt (Godmother) holding yours truly at my Baptism circa March 1983.

In the Catholic religion, when you are baptized,  you are assigned Godparent(s). The traditional role of the Godparent(s) is/are to  make the profession of Faith in the child’s name and accept the responsibility of instructing the child in the faith, especially if the parents failed in this duty.

I lost my Godfather (Uncle) on January 5th, 207. In his role, his spiritual teachings were usually inspired by John Cleese and the entire Monty Python catalogue, Fleetwood Mac, Robin Williams, Dunkin Donuts coffee, the New York Giants, and automobile repair. As a kid, I was a punk to my uncle, but as I grew up, he was always around to help whenever I was in need. From installing a stereo system into my 1992 Oldsmobile Cutlass  to sitting around the table after 9/11 and trying to keep me from losing my shit – my uncle was there. I will miss him dearly and take solace in knowing that, while he left us way too soon, he was very loving, kind, and had a wickedly awesome sense of humor.

 

 

 

“Love empowers us to live fully and die well. Death becomes, then, not an end to life but a part of living.”

bell hooks, All About Love: New Visions

 

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