His first job was shining shoes.
In Boston. At age 13.
He worked for the next 65 years.
He was also married to my mother for 65 years.
I don’t know which was the more impressive accomplishment.
But my father was, by all accounts, a happy man.
And a funny man.
A man who could do anything.
And a man who would do anything for you.
He enjoyed life more than anyone I have ever known.
Food was, of course, key.
But so was family.
That’s my Cugino (John D’Ambrosio) in the middle.
Today is my father’s birthday.
So I wanted to thank him once again.
For his wonderful example.
Happy Birthday, Dad.
I’m still learning.