Whenever I would think of, or re-tell a Gabe story, it was always followed by laughter. It is still done with laughter, but now through tears as well.
I would like to repeat here two stories that I think best describes who Gabe was, and how when he touched your life, he touched your whole family as well.
You see, last summer, Gabe had a store in the Five Towns, a block away from my home. Because of its close proximity, he visited often. When the doorbell rang, and my nephews saw Gabe was visiting, well, those remote controls were thrown right up into the air, and the kids were running towards him! Gabe! Gabe! they shouted, as they ran over to him and jumped all over him to play. I was always amazed by this, as was my whole family. In fact, sometimes I even lied and told them that Gabe was at the door, just to get two seconds of their attention. My family adored Gabe, because he wasnt just my friend, but he was theirs also!
Gabe, did I tell you enough how much you meant to me? And thank you for those endless hours of listening? And those laughter sessions??? I definitely didnt tell you enough. I hope you know how very missed and loved you are.