10 February 2012

Here's to you, Tony



 My father's big brother, Tony, died this morning from emphysema at the age of 75. He passed peacefully with his family by his side. He was on hospice for the past few months, which was quite a blessing.

He was quite a character. A USAF vet, early beatnik (supposedly once travelled with Kerouac), merchant marine and railroad man, he was a true cornball and raconteur. He always had a line ready for the laugh, the cheesier the better. When he was with the railroad, he had business cards made up describing himself as a "hobo for hire."

I feel bad for my dad — they were terribly close. I can't imagine what it's like to lose your brother after seven decades.

At any rate, he was a true American original, and he'll be missed. We won't see his like again soon.

5 comments:

Marie A. Furmanski said...

Condolences...so sad to lose someone to such a tragic disease. Our prayers are with you and your family.

rlbates said...

Sorry for your family's loss.

Hannah said...

Hey, at least he lived until 75. I'm slowly watching my own mother die from end-stage COPD and CHF and she's in her early sixties. I'm 26. :P

Lynda Halliger-Otvos said...

Losing a sibling is unlike any other loss, in my experience. I have lost both younger sibs in the last several years and it was a kick in the chest that kept kicking til i was totally spent and then, just for fun, the kicks kept coming. My heart goes out to you and your dad in this time of sorrow and sadness.

wv = blesses perhaps it does !~!

Allen said...

I am sorry for your loss.

It will come to us all. This doesn't make it any better.

Allen