Rough morning today Frankie. Normally I do okay knowing that you are around me...us.
But since the moment I awoke I feel like sobbing. I miss the fuck out of you son!
Being in this office and having where you sat in my line of site is not making it easy.
I can't help but wonder what this upcoming reenacting season will be like without you there. You were my right hand on and off the field. The Union Volunteers is your legacy.
It hurts me to think of all the knowledge you had concerning the 14th Brooklyn and the war in general. Not to mention all of the knowledge you had concerning other topics. My head would go back and I would sit in amazement about the things you were knowledgeable about. You were a smart dude with so much info to impart on your son Jack Aiden. Where does or did that all go?!!???
I will do my best to trudge thru today...pick up your son after work and settle in for the night.
Love you my boy. And please continue to be around me and mom and reaching out to us in dreams and visions......
We know you are there!
An amazing apple that didnt fall too far from the tree, sweetie.....
ReplyDeleteIt hurts my heart to think of you going back into the field without him. There was no team like you two....but, I know you will find the strength for yourself through him and for him....and he is looking down and proud of his "Pops", as he was in life. You are the best man I know, Mr. Ruiz....
ReplyDeleteHe got that from two brilliant parents that instilled the love of knowledge in him. There were few if any people I enjoyed conversing with more than Frankie. He was one of the funniest, imaginative, brilliant people I have or ever will know.I will miss talking with him. Laughing with him. Nobody could make me laugh as much as he could. I think we had so much in common because we were both only children. We have to amuse ourselves a lot. He (and Lynn and Frank) were among a handful of people I felt completely at ease and could just be myself and let my guard down around. My life and my world will never be the same without him.
ReplyDeleteChris he often would tell me how much you meant to him. You were his brother and he loved you!
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