Thursday, July 23, 2009
Speak Words of Wisdom
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
From Such Turn Away Part 2
Thursday, July 16, 2009
A Truer Gentleman I've Not Known
He met his beloved wife Maria when he was 12 years old and she was five. Some unruly boys at the schoolyard in the village were pulling Maria's hair, and she had gone off to the garden to wipe her tears. Unbeknownst to her, the ink on her fingertips was smearing across her face as she wiped her eyes. Vincent came along, noticed her emotional state and began to wipe the tears from her face with his shirt tail. He was her knight in shining armor. And so began a fairy tale love that would last 60 years.
Photo by Laura Garrett, taken at the BCF Couples Banquet 2009
Brother Vincent was called to glory on July 12, 2009 in Lima, Ohio, following a short illness. He was preceded in death by his daughter Tonina Grillo, and is survived by his beloved wife Maria, son Franco (wife Amy), and his daughter Vittoria.
Brother Vincent impacted my life from the moment I met him. I'd just arrived home from the war in Iraq, and had not even begun to adjust to normal life. After my first Church service, Vincent made a beeline for me and wrapped his large, calloused hands around mine. He had been a soldier for his native Italy, and although he had not seen combat, there is a brotherhood amongst soldiers that spans borders and generations.
That day I made a soul to soul connection with Vincent that will forever impact me. I was incredibly wounded in my spirit from the dark face of war and he was instrumental in my healing. To my great regret our friendship would not include enough times of fellowship. Oftentimes we simply hugged each other in passing, and he would smile that dazzling grin, saying in that thick Italian accent, "God bless you Brother John."
He was a man who exhibted an incredible depth of sincerity, genuine humility, and incredible innocence. I marveled at the love of Christ which shined through him, and could only hope that he felt that same love reflected in me. He was nothing short of amazing. A tremendous man, whose passing from this world will be long lamented by those whose lives he touched. I simply cannot recall sorrowing over another persons death as I have Brother Vincents. The tears threaten to overwhelm me whenever I think of his glorious victory.
As we laid his body to rest just a few short hours ago, I could not help but think of the joy he is experiencing in that other dimension. Meeting his precious daughter Tonina, the prophet, and the Saints. I imagine that he has already turned his gaze back towards the river looking for his beloved Maria and the rest of us.
We're coming my brother.