Well now, my dear friend, you have passed beyond the horizon of human understanding, and your mortal soul is at rest, and though you touched many souls in a purely positive way, you were human, you failed, you made mistakes, you were mortal.
What has to be said, is that you, Anthony Rizzuto, were one of those rare people, who had realised that you were far more than the sum of your life’s parts, so to speak, that you had unrealised ambitions and goals, that were thwarted by the way things are, even in the land of your birth, and passing, a land you loved dearly, a land built on an idea, the American Idea, Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.
Your Life and Your Liberty, impacted those whom you loved that loved you back, both family and friends, true friends love each other, and that idea is old, as old as the hills, and it’s not some warped idea of the love of one person for another as having to be about some sexual thing, no, it’s a love of the kind that we have long known as “Platonic”, in other words, a love of one soul for another, not some fleshly ‘romance’, but something much nobler, deeper, something simply human.
Your Happiness, as is the case with us all, was fleeting, momentary, though sometimes captured by a camera, and more often just remembered, it is only those with whom you shared that soul connection, a pure and noble contact, that have those kinds of memories of You.
Whether they were ‘partners’ or not, is irrelevant to the point that the connection in both cases, is above and beyond the sheerly physical, the merely vulgar, transcending that realm, to one much more rareified.
Your intellect, though not astounding, was more than adequate for understanding the events of your own life, and putting them into perspective, along with your faith.
I loved the fact that you truly believed in God, and in the promise of Jesus Christ, for me it made you a smart human being, and a more loving, and kinder person, than you might otherwise have been. Christ works through us, if we will, and I’m sure that sometimes at least, that was the case with you my friend, my dear departed friend, my dead Editor.
When the last trumpets have blown, and all are risen that God has decided will rise, and the risen have been divided, between those who will see the inferno, and those who will see God … I will know you, Anthony Rizzuto, because You and I will be among the latter, we shall see God, and each other, and every other loving soul that deserves to see the Kingdom of God.
May God bless and keep Your mortal soul, Anthony R Rizzuto, for your love, your kindness, and for your faith. We will always miss you, until we see you again.