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Wednesday, March 9, 2011

The Flicker

He’s pretty good at his job, God is.  But He’s had a good long while to settle into the position.  He creates us all in the same image and likeness, yet He imparts such deliberate and intricate differences from person to person, a simple miracle of epic proportions.  He connects us to each other on levels we will never fully appreciate or begin to understand.  He severs us in harsh and ripping ways.  That’s what makes Him God.

For a few months, the last living direct biological connection to my father, who died over 21 years ago, has been flickering.  There were once three brothers, born in 1920s New York City, who lived, yelled, played and fought with each other their entire lives.  And, so fiercely loyal to each other, it was a love like only first generation American-Italian guys from the Bronx could have.  Aldo, my father flickered in and out of this world quite a few times, over many years, but he ultimately left his older brother Anthony and his younger brother John, in 1989.  The world became noticeably quieter. Anthony’s connection was darkened in 2001. More quiet. Now John, the last of the brothers, has silenced the world beyond repair. 

The final connection severed forever.  And the quiet here on earth will go on and on.  But, oh, how loud will heaven be?

5 comments:

  1. Linda yes He sure does create us differently thank goodness.I really do feel your pain,but you sure do have wonderful memories of "The Brothers Garbarini",something to treasure always.
    If the movie Marty plays on tv again I won't be able to keep a dry eye thinking of all the Bronx people I love.
    As always you are in my thoughts and prayers.
    Love Aunt Ann

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  2. "Whaddaya wanna do tonight, Mawty?" I have seen only bits and pieces of it, but want to watch the whole movie one of these days. And yes, we all have great memories of the three brothers, all such unique characters in their own rights. Love, Linda

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  3. Lin, tears streaming down my cheeks. I was hoping you would write about him and the brothers. Thank you so much. What you wrote is lovely. I hope they really are shouting at each other up there. love al

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  4. As one with parents from the Bronx, too, some tears shed here, as well.

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  5. Alice, Although I haven't seen much of him in recent years, your dad was a consistent presence while we were all growing up, so many family get-togethers, such an integral part of the whole Garbarini portrait. I choose to remember him as big and strong and healthy…and making jokes. Please take care. Will see you soon. Love, Linda

    Thank you, Kim. So many things connect people.

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