"and the rest is silence" but I will always miss you

20 years ago today my father passed away. 

Sometimes it seems its been so much longer or much shorter than 20 years. 

However there are those times where it feels he never died at all. 

As if one day he just wasn't there anymore and I knew he wasn't going to come back. 

Bright hope and optimism contained in his senior high school year book profile. Sometimes it just doesn't happen for people.

My father's uncle William Musto, March 27, 1917 – February 27, 2006

 Uncle Bill on the left

My dad's father that I never got to meet

Christmas time 1961

my father and grandmother union city NJ

my father as a young boy, August 1957