There once was a man from the Bronx.

All Photos here by Yvette Sohl of NYC.

My brother's youngest child. <3

 

 

"So a priest and rabbi walk into this bar….

 

 

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I always have known my father was a great man-

 

Loving, kind, funny, smart, brave, generous, accepting, talented…

I mean, look around me. Surrounded by his legacy of love, light and song.

 

But, In seeing and being and examining my Dad’s essence this week,

The man without form,

I feel a gently loving spirit; a spirit that transcended the trevails;

the tragedies; the challenges

And through it all,

Managed to provide us all with unconditional love, encouragement

Acceptance and wisdom.

 

IF spirituality is the courage to be fearless in the face of lost hope And

The faith to know there will always be hope?

 

That was my dad. A strong shining light who forever lit the path for us Who forever will be in our hearts.

 

In his honor , I would like to share 3 short poems:

One he recited often, then

One of his favorites,

 

And one he wrote to his soulmate."

Done