Thread:Mainframebabe/@comment-30339728-20180731144713/@comment-29954643-20180809213402

Honestly, I did not mean to fib, but fishing was his outdoor hobby, but he also wrote the most amazing poetry, presenting these for every event and occasion in our family (and that's a lot of poetry). He was a big and tough NYC born man.who had this rather soft side. We all knew not to cross him, but we also knew he was a 'mush' deep inside.

He was an amazing athlete in track winning so many medals that we had to pick the best ones for a beautiful display case created for him by my only brother-in-law. He was scheduled to be an entrant in the 1944 Olympic games, but was waylaid by WWII, where he served with honors.

A lover of latin and his faith. I can't even begin to explain how much he meant to so many. Thanks everyone. Sprouting tears for minute, but I'm sure in the next minute I will find myself bursting again with laughter and pride. RIP, dad - El (or Babe, the only one allowed to call me that LOL)