Several months before Sebastian’s passing I took him out for dinner on a Friday night.
Early in the evening we went to the Provincial hotel which is on the corner of Brunswick and Johnson Streets, Fitzroy.
We were lucky enough to get a table near the fire place.
We enjoyed a lovely meal and a few drinks and exchanged funny stories of our lives.
In particular we laughed about our common love for the TV series “The Sopranos”.
We also talked about our common interest in business and the share market.
I remember feeling that it would be great if one day he and I could develop a business together.
After the dinner we meandered down a nearby street to the “Red Triangle”.
We climbed the rickety staircase, laughing about how we might fall through the dilapidated steps.
On the top floor of the building we walked into the dark opening to the pool hall.
The place was fairly empty save for a group of boys and girls of Sebastian’s age.
These kids were loud and obnoxious. I noted to myself the difference between them and Seb.
Seb was always respectful and quiet around adults.
We had about five rounds of pool. I think he beat me each time.
I didn’t mind as I knew Seb wasn’t the sort of person to boast about it.
That night, unfortunately, was only one of the few times we went out together.
How I regret not doing that more often.
Zio Attilio 

Carissimo Sebastiano

Io nonna Ada voglio  esprimermi cio che mi sento nel profondo del mio cuore. Caro Sebastiano,sembra un’eternita’ da quando ci ai lasciato, con un vuoto che diventa sempre piu profondo. Caro Sebastiano la tua presenza il tuo sorriso risplendeva la gioia di noi tutti, tu eri un ragazzo meraviglioso.

Noi viviamo con I tuoi bei ricordi, specialmente quando { tu caro della nonna] giocavi dietro al giardino che tanto amavi e io dalla finestra ti guarda. Poi   io veniva vicino e’ ti accarezzava per farti manciare di piu  e io mi sentiva felice. Mentre il destino era gia scritto  che il fiore piu bello di tutti I fiori era tu Sebastiano che gli Angeli  a volute portarti in Paradiso.

Caro Sebastiano non posso crederci !!! Sento ancora l’ultimo bacio e mi dicesti nonna vengo il prossimo sabato. E poi e crollato il mondo in escurita’ e cosi e rimasto.

Carissimo tu non  sarai mai dimenticato da noi tutti sei sempre con noi quande volte ti bacio E ti chiama con il pensiero che ti riabbraccero’ in cielo.{ Sebastiano Eterno amore]

  Nonna Ada