January 24, 2005

Dedicated to the memory of my father

Benny Settembre

April 10, 1954 - Jan 24, 2000

It may have been 5 years since I last saw your familiar face, heard your wise ass jokes, ate your pizza or sang oldies songs in your beat up old car, but you have stayed in my heart all along.

There is not a day that goes by that I'm not reminded of you, so much of ME is you.

If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you back home again.

Missing you always!
Your friend and daughter,

PS: If you want to continue to feel melancholy like me, here is a poem that I wrote a couple of months after he passed away, just before my graduation "Left Behind"

PPS: Didn't he resemble DeNiro? He acted a lot like his film characters at least, especially in Midnight Run. People would actually stop us in airports and ask for his autograph and he'd go along with it and sign Bobby D, lol.

News Story: Ha, I can't argue with this: Jan. 24, called worst day of the year

"I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be
caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of
you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you
live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss
my friend." --Shawshank Redeption

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