The fog has lifted and the harsh reality of our son never being here falls hard on our hearts. Tempers flare, what was once funny is irritating, the hugs are forced since we all want to be left alone in our own private mourning. Rejoicing accomplishments is always tempered by the absence of Joe. The phone calls from two brothers to their oldest brother about their decisions did not happen.
But what happened long before Joe passed away were their late night conversations. His advice was simple. Follow your dreams, shoot for the best and never look back. Joe you would be proud of Tony and David.
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