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|Edward J. Papa
Date of Birth: July 1, 1954
Department: Government Securities
Position: Vice President, Partner
We’re not ready to say goodbye to you, and never could we imagine that it would be in such a way. This incomprehensible tragedy has touched not only us, our family and friends, but has brought anguish to the lives of so many others as well.
In the face of hopelessness, we must depend upon the intense closeness that we share as a family to get us through the coming days. We have been blessed with an incredible family, for which we have been thankful throughout our lives. The strength, love, humor, and care that have always filled our home has continually amazed not only us, but everyone who our family has touched.
In bearing witness to the love that you and mom have always shared and shined upon us, we have learned to be good, kind and humble human beings. Sincerity, kindness and humility have been at the root of everything you brought to this world, shining through in your smile, your voice and your eyes.
Ever since we were small, we knew that we had a strong father who would protect us and never allow us to feel alone or scared. We remember you putting us to bed as children, chasing the monsters from our heads with the soothing lullabies of James Taylor as we’d lie upon your chest, smelling your scent, and listening to your heart beat, the rhythm of safety.
As we grew and began to traverse our individual paths, you never ceased to guide, support and love the women we have become. We each looked forward to the car rides back and forth from college or airports or basketball tournaments, when each of us could have you to ourselves for a few hours, as you played us your favorite songs, told us stories of your life, and passed on your wisdom. Liz, Michelle and I looked forward to your surprise phone calls, just to check up on us and tell us you loved us, while Kacee and mom enjoyed your company every day at home, be it at the dinner table or relaxing together on the weekends.
We all remember you playing the guitar Michael Hart gave you, your sweet voice as it filled the room with James Taylor, Neil Young and Jackson Browne. We vividly recall the quintessential image of you as you barbequed on our deck, whether it be on a hot summer day or frigid winter night. The traditions we shared as a family were very special to all of us: the enormous Sunday dinners, the holidays shared with our wonderful extended family, the SPECTACULAH vacations on the Vineyard that meant so much; our times at the Vineyard were the portion of each year set aside solely to eat, drink, be merry and let the love of our family and friends saturate the air around us.
Dadzo, you’ve taken such great care of us, always putting us and mom before yourself. You were an amazing provider, never were we in want or need of anything. You’ve shown us what it means to be generous, thoughtful, selfless and compassionate. You learned from your own parents, our beloved Grama and Poppy, the importance of opening your arms and your heart to anyone who would come into our home. You opened the door of 60 Highwood to all of our friends, frying up Eddie McMuffins for one and all and offering paternal affection for those in need. You gave so freely of yourself to others, yet you also allowed for a bit of self-indulgence in life. You taught us to live each day to the fullest. The resounding glow of your spirit will live on in each one of us, in every moment of every day, in everything that we do. We know you will always be here with us, for the rest of our lives, holding our hands, encouraging us to follow our dreams and the paths that we choose. We will take care of mom and we will take care of each other, as you have taken care of us all these years.
We love you so much Dadzo.