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I can not think of an appropriate way to describe how much I absolutely adored this man. He was born in a house in the side of a mountain in the tiniest town in Italy. And he is the reason I will live there one day. He is what I will always think of when I think of a man who knows what true hard work is, and what it means to put your family before anything else. To build a house from the ground up, to make a name that is respected, to uphold a marriage for 65 years. To never give up on your family, or forget where you came from. This is what he taught me.
I will miss his antics, his laugh, his garden, his tough hands, his light heart.
