Sunday, March 7, 2021
Rest easy Papa Jules. I'm proud to be your grandson. I was lucky to have you as one of the examples of an amazing role model. I am thankful for the memories we shared as a kid playing at your house, exploring it, and waiting for the cuckoo to come out of the clock. As an adult, I always looked forward to our lunchtime or evening conversations and your wit. Talking about business, your experiences in life, cars, projects, and stories from your time in the military. I liked bonding over our similarities like no matter how far I am from home I'll drive back to my own bed. You would share how you were the same way and when the AP restructured and went corporate they had you travel for work, but you would always make sure to get home at the end of the night. Not just get home, but also how we would both have V8 cars setting "record time" on certain stretches of road. You hold the record from upstate NY. You loved to follow along with my projects in the garage and vocalized how interested you were and it was always "keep the pictures coming" and I loved showing you. Planning how you would come see my projects in the summer. Always asking about Cindy and our "little dog Lana". I know your spirit is reunited with Nana Rose. How lucky I am to have had something that makes saying goodbye so difficult... I know.. So long*
Love, Anthony/Cindy/Little Lana
