Ed
You were like a second father to me. Coming to your house when we were a bunch of kids was like coming to a safe zone. We could be ourselves (within reason), explore the world (sometimes too much) and get your wisdom and counsel (sometimes firm and well deserved). And no matter what our latest transgression was (there were a few) you (and Alice) always welcomed us "home" with a smile, hug and fresh made batch of baklava. You and Alice were like the Ozzie and Harriet of how a marriage was supposed to be and that was true to the very end.
I will never forget when my Dad had started his own landscaping business, you were the first to give him work around your house. When I needed a job during college break, there was always something to do at Melting Pot. Recently when I discussed with your my interest in maybe starting my own business someday after grinding in the corporate world with the same company for 35 years, you gave me wise advice that could only come from someone like you who lived it. I only wish you had spoken up when I decided to buy that Iraqui Dinar with Eddy in Miami.
Reconnecting with you after so many years during Eddy's illness was like returning to that safe zone in your house. You never complained about your own health or the curves life had thrown you and you were strong for Alice when Eddy passed. Your genuine concern for me when I found out I had cancer was heart felt. I enjoyed our touching base from time-to-time since Eddy's death ending each call with a mutual "I love you."
Thank for your service, thank you for your guidance, thank you for showing what it is truly like to be a man. I will miss you.
Love,
Neil
