While sitting in church yesterday at St. Al's, I waved to several of the dads I know because I help out in Sunday school. Many of the young families know one another, which means the kids get to know the other moms and dads, too.

I did a flashback to my years as a child at St. Charles when the dads were young and handsome and so vital in the world. We called them all by their last names with "Mr" in front of it. Mr. Butler. Mr. Henry. Mr. Fritzen. Mr. Russell. Mr. Swoboda. Mr. Hopp. Most all of them are dead now. Memories.

Thought of them when I read last week that Mr. Pupo died. Harry Pupo was one of the kindest of the kind dads, always with a smile and a question for the younger ones.

In his obit, his family listed his advice to others:

"Vive Bene, Di Risata Multo, Spesso L'Amore "Live Well, Laugh Often, Love Much."

(Harry Pupo family photo)

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