Dad,
Everytime I try to think of my fondest memory of time spent with you. I always go back to fishing at Wolfe’s Pond Park in Staten Island as children with you Sean and myself. That is and will always be my favorite memory with you and sean. We always tried to catch a catfish but didn’t always catch. You were always so patient with us, even when you hooked into a fish you would pass me or Seanie the fishing rod.
I will always be proud to be your son and help carry on the legacy as a Glycenfer with fishing and carpentry, who would’ve thought I would’ve became a union carpenter just like my dad.
I love you so much, going to be hard not getting advice on stuff from you or cooking recipes I try to replicate of yours. Love you dad
