06/21/2026
There’s nothing more beautiful and sacred than the relationship between father and daughter when it’s done right. I’m here to tell you Pajo did it right. He loved with all of his heart. It showed in the blue sparkle of his eyes. For some reason I miss his hands most. I can still see them today. Not his young hands that helped feed me, or hold my hands as I learned to walk, but his old hands. The hands, that when I visited, would interlace with mine as we sat quietly side by side. I love you Dad and miss you. Art by Anttonio Sotto