Saturday, May 9, 2020

About Thursday

Here is a picture of Genevieve's Grandfather Pasquale, and my wife Regina in New York in the 90's.

Pat died in the early morning on May 7, 2020: Lost to this epidemic.

There were no flyovers, and no phalanxes of people clapping for him. He was just another one of the dead. That big number on the screen. Those forgotten, even before they died. But maybe not everybody forgets.

I won't forget Pat. He was good to me.