Today I could said that I so the face of sadness, that sadness that is so deep that consume you day by day... I was in the bar, when a regular costumer from Mexico come to the bar counter. He sit and I ask: Hi Mr. Villalobos, would you like your usual?, Chivas on the Rocks?, he replay back: Hi Giuseppe, yes please, thanks. While we was chatting and he was sipping hes whisk the said: I drink a lot of whiskey lately, I should not drink so much... I should not tell you this (he hesitate for some moments), but I drink because of my son... He took out from hes shirt pocket, the picture of a young lad and showed to me... For the expression of the lad faces I could tell that he was happy and that he grow up with out worries... And then he said to me: 3 years ago he was kidnaped, they ask me 200.00 dollars and I pay them, but after I pay, they still kill him... And then I so how a light in hes face turn off forever... I feel the pain of that man, I dont know why, I dont know how, but I feel it... It was terrible what I felt!... I didnt knew what to said to him in that moment, I just wanted to leave the bar, hug him with all my strength and cry with him... There is nothing that I could said to that man that could make him feel better... Were ever you are, please rest in peace, your dad love you and miss you so much, I so it myself; G
Posted on: Sun, 09 Mar 2014 02:53:43 +0000
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