Hey everyone. First thanks so much to all of you. I thought I was done crying yesterday and then I started reading all of your touching comments. So I had a lot more crying to do last night and this morning. But that was a good thing.
Tony used to like to feed the geese by the water near he lived. And then he'd text me photos of them! At first I was like okaaaay... but after a while if I didn't get a photo from him I'd text "Where's my geese photo???". LOL So last night I bought a loaf of bread, went to his spot and fed them. I must have looked like a fucking nut telling the geese that Tony said hello and the bread was from him. There were so many unique and endearing qualities to Tony. He was so fascinated and in love with using emojis. He was like a kid with using them.LOL
He called everyone Mr._____ Even in person when we were volunteering he'd say "Good morning, Mr. Steve!" or "Good morning Miss Charlette!". Sometimes a volunteer would shoot me a look like what's up with this guy but after a while it became a kind of in joke and would bring a smile to everyone's faces. After volunteering he'd sometimes bring me to this pizza place near the Whitestone Cineplex and we'd have a couple of slices. Tony would put one slice on top of the other and then fold them and eat it like that! LOL And of course he'd drink it down with a diet soda! I'd be looking at him like WTF...
I didn't have a father growing up. I did have an uncle who was pretty cool. But meeting and hanging with Tony has made me a better man. And I'll always be grateful and never forget him.