Moments Of Remembrance...

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I was in Washington DC for Thankgiving for a few days, staying at my brother's and his wife, with their beautiful two year old daughter, "A".

Seriously, she looks like a cuter version of an Olsen Twin. She is going to be a heartbreaker. I'm usually not a "baby kind of guy", and my sisters had to put up with my lack of interest for years. Maybe it took 6 nieces and nephews to warm up, but Baby A was a lot of fun to play with.

One of my sisters lives in Virgina (previously in California), about 20 minutes from my brother, with her husband and their two children. They visited on Thanksgiving also, along with my mother who was staying with her.

It was a very good Thanksgiving, I had the job of carving the bird, and followed the instructions that they had on The New York Times website. Worked perfectly.

Combine that with some great red wine, gorgeous Cockburn 20 year old Tawny port, and 12 year old Macallan sherry-cask scotch, and I was feeling great that night.

The next night, on Friday, I thought it would be fun to have an "adults night", in which the kids of the family went out, had dinner and drinks. They chose Zeffirelli's, in Herndon, VA. I followed along, and found out that fantastic italian, does indeed exist in Virginia.

If this place were in Hoboken, it would blow the doors off every Italian restaurant. It. Was. Outstanding.

The owner was from Sicily, and we got to chatting with him. My sister and brother-in-law are going there next summer (I think it's their 6th or 7th trip to Italy...my brother-in-law worked in Italy for a few months also), and promised that they would visit the owner's home town and take his mother out for lunch.

Trust me...they are going to do it. That's the way they are. They will show up unless somehow the trek is impossible, because it isn't about the sights and the tourist attractions, but they like to make their trips more about the human experience of making new friends in far away lands.

Very cool people, my family.

While at dinner, and savoring our meal, I heard a song play. Just listen to this first, i'm sure you know it:

Now my first thought was about Dad.

If I were to pick one song that always brought me back to thinking about him, it would be "Time To Say Goodbye", by Andrea Bocelli.

Someone once told me about how that when family members pass that there would always be moments of rememberance, times in which they would appear, saying "I'm watching over you, and miss you."

I thought of the situation. The kids. At the table. Having a good time. This is what my Dad would live for. I really just missed him at the moment, but my also enjoyed myself at the same time.

It was a good weekend.

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