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My father, my namesake was a great man. No, he wasnt a godfather or don. For that matter he wasn't even a made man. What made him great was his heart, his mind, and his code of ethics. He was able to live when those around him were struck down for a variety of reasons. He was loyal to his amily. Had respect for every man, women, and child he encountered. Made men treated him with the respect due one of there own. My father was content with his life and made the most of it. But he wasn't completely happy you see he had dreams, ambition that he would be a don or at least a highly respected made man. He wanted to lead and have men follow him out of respect and loyalty. I know this becuase he confided his dreams, ideas, feelings, and plots to me. He was honest with everyone but with me he was open with himself. My father tuaght me everything i would need to know in order to be successful in life. It wasn't until after his death i realized he wasn't preparing me for a life with an average U.S citizen. No, he was preparing me for a life of crime , the life that he lived. I realized that at some point he came to terms with the fact that he wouldn't rise up the ranks in this thing of ours. And at this time time he decided his son, me would achieve what he could not. So i will take the lessons he taught me, lessons of the mafiaso and accomplish all that he wished. every dream he had for himself i will accomplish. That is how i will honor his memory by fulfilling his ambition. I will fulfill them.... or die trying...... |