My father was a WW2 veteran a small business owner and the child of Italian immigrants. He was far from perfect but he was an American hero. He never saw me become e successful in my career and never saw how awesome his grandchildren turned out. I would like to think he would have been proud of me. We had our differences but we patched things up before he died.
Yesterday was a beautiful fall day, just like the day of his funeral.
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