We lost our dad early this morning.
Finally freed from the shackles of dementia. It’s an evil disease took the one thing he cherished most — his dignity.
Four years ago he was his normal effervescent self.
Four months ago he stopped talking.
Four weeks ago he became a prisoner of his own bed.
Four days ago he went to sleep and never woke up.
But I choose to remember Ezio Lombardi as the smartest man I’ve ever known.
The man who gladly played the foil in all of my goofy videos.
The man who came to this country with nothing but a 6th grade education and a pocket full of dreams.
I’ll always cherish this chat we had in the car several years ago on his birthday.
Rest easy, EasyE.
You will always be my hero.