Saturday, March 23, 2013
Where do I begin, Joe took me in like a son when he didn't even know me from Adam. I had the honor to know Joe and whether it was sharing a meal or shooting trap, Joe was the type of guy who never beat around the bush. He always laid it out straight for ya.
Joe loved his kids. He was a dedicated father to Christine and to Liz (who I'm sorry I haven't met). He was a dedicated grand father and great grandfather.
He was a dedicated American who loved his country. He loved his gun club. One of my most memorable times with Joe was when he came to visit me in Honolulu, (actually he came to see Pearl Harbor). He had a great time visiting the battleship Missouri , where I got an education on Navy life. We went whale watching and saw no whales and like a true sailor when we returned to port, we headed straight to the nearest bar, where his Italian charm proceeded to charm every women in the bar.
I'm going to miss Joe. He was truly like a father to me. And since he can no longer argue with me, I'm going to say, I love you Dad and goodbye.
Ke akua a hui kakou oka ohana aloha kanaka. (God be with you til we meet again and your family. Aloha my friend).
