tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1468813584349711967.post1352220198751086070..comments2023-06-23T08:22:25.791-07:00Comments on A Catholic in California: Thirteen yearsBriana Schalowhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05610989249029895870noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1468813584349711967.post-16356597124789623172012-07-25T16:16:03.692-07:002012-07-25T16:16:03.692-07:00Hey Gabe, should I tell them that at Mass while re...Hey Gabe, should I tell them that at Mass while receiving the Holy Communion they can talk to you. Yes, of course first give thanks to Jesus then chat with you. Because God is for the living... All the saints, and our dearly departed who are in heaven. Talk to you and my Pops tomorrow morning at Mass. Peace of the Lord Jesus Christ be with you all.<br />ShellyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1468813584349711967.post-21639110679243057892012-07-23T21:43:44.123-07:002012-07-23T21:43:44.123-07:00I think both of you wrote something personal emoti...I think both of you wrote something personal emotional and beautiful. Thank you both for sharing. And I do understand the anger part. I went through same thing with my dad. <br />Sincerely<br />MelindaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1468813584349711967.post-42019644077641816952012-07-23T19:04:39.911-07:002012-07-23T19:04:39.911-07:00This is the first time that I've completely fo...This is the first time that I've completely forgotten the anniversary. <br /><br />Gabe, I'm older than you now. I was also mad at you for some things. <br />1. Not taking care of your comic books. Turns out they're all movies now. I didn't take care of mine either. They were too fun to read. <br />2. When things got shitty growing up, you never once asked me how I was. On the other hand, when you lived in the condo with us, you were always bringing over beautiful women that would hang around in bathing suits at our pool. Teenage Nathan thanks you. <br />3. Dying long before I would be capable of talking to you and asking you all the questions little brothers ask about life. <br /><br />I never got to know him as an adult. I never got to share any of my accomplishments with him, that I think he would have been proud of, or at least thought were cool. I watch every super-hero movie that comes out, regardless of how terrible I know it's going to be, because I know he would probably want to see it. <br />I was mad at Gabe for a long time, but I also owed him 60 bucks when he died. I slipped a 20 in the casket, because it's all I had, and he'll probably never get the other 40. We'll call it even. I can't believe I'm going to pay money to see ANOTHER spiderman movie.Nathan Gonzaleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06286988481445339192noreply@blogger.com