He was a simple man. His goal in life was to provide his family with the neccessities in life; to have a smoke after every meal; to have a cup of coffee in the morning and before bedtime.
He was kind to the people around him, though a man of few words, he only speaks the truth.
He was well-loved by his family and friends. A man of integrity, a man of honour and a man of sweetness. Having poor health, he was unable to walk long distances. When his daughters bring his wife out for shopping trips, he would follow and wait for them at a coffeeshop nearby.
He was my god-father. The perfect man, the perfect soul.
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