I think I post about my father too much. So, forgive me. But..
Greasy Lake did a show at Improv Boston on Thursday. Some family of mine that I barely know that live in Boston came out and watched the show. My cousin Angela, who I have met maybe a few times, said this to me after the show:
"You remind me of your father."
That is, without a doubt, the best thing anyone’s ever said to me after seeing me perform.
At the end of this month, it marks four years since my father, Carmine, passed away. Those close to me know he was the life blood to my soul, the place where I stored all of my love. I miss him more than I can even comprehend.
My father believed in me. Once I asked him if he thought I could…