Giuseppe Labbate 1937-2016
The old man who lived next door died last week. Since I didn’t speak much Italian and he didn’t speak much English, we didn’t have much contact. Occasionally he would yell at me for shoveling snow in the wrong place. He also helped maintain a small colony of semi-feral cats who are just as much my neighbors as anybody else. I like to think they are standing vigil for one of their benefactors.