It's been three years grandpa and we still miss you. My mother still winces at the sound of your name, at the sight of your face on a picture, or the sound of your voice on a home movie. She is the one thing you can sure be proud of and I'm thankful you gave me such a beautiful mother. Let me feel your presence tonight, and leave some advice at the foot of my bed. God knows I need it more than ever as I pick my road to ky future. You were loved by family and even strangers. They knew that you were a great man, a good man, and some even took advantage of that. Yet you still showed no hate or remorse. Grandpa, I miss our phone calls, the ones that asked so many questions about my life and I never heard a hint of fakeness that most family members have when they "show" interest in your life. Through the other line I could hear your proudness of even my smallest accomplishments. The most insignificants of events all marked with a star by you. Thank you Tito. For the life you once led and the legacy you've left behind. My kids will know who you were, they are gonna wish they knew you like I did too. I love you Tito. I'm sure God made you one of his best friends and you are making him laugh so much.
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