My Dad's Childhood Friend Died
I had just found out that my dad's childhood friend died. He was days shy of his 70th birthday. He was an artist whose work has been displayed in his native Argentina. He tried unsuccessfully to capitalize the success in America. He was like an uncle to me and his kids were like my cousins. His health was failing in recent years, but he visited three of his children who live overseas (his eldest son lives in California) on a regular basis.
He is survived by a wife, four children, two brothers, one sister, several nieces and nephews and several greatnieces and greatnephews.
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