Tuesday, January 26, 2010

El Farto

I can hardly believe that it's been two years since my Papa passed away. I can still hear his voice in my head. He usually had a gruff tone to his voice but you could always hear the underlying love. I feel sad that Seth will never remember him and at the same lucky that I had over thirty years with him.

All of my life, Papa's term of endearment for any child was El Farto. "Hey El Farto, hand me that screwdriver." Not just anyone would be able to get away with calling someone's kid El Farto, but somehow, he pulled it off. Every so often, Mark will call Seth El Farto to which I respond, "Aw....El Farto." I'm not usually a fan of the "F" word and Seth doesn't even know what it means, but somehow in this application it's sweet. It's just one of the little ways we keep Papa's memory alive.

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