What can be said about Joe, and where do you start.
I meet Joe, about 3 years ago; he can into 3J’s cigar in Boca. The first thing I said to myself? Who the hell is this meatball?
As we started to talk, we realized that we were for the same neighborhood in New York and knew the same people, (I guess we were nothing but a couple of meatballs from the old neighborhood.) since than we became great friends; we talked all the time, sometimes twice a day just to say hi and see how the day was going.
It was always great times when we were together.
And Of course, when the cigar crew was together, Joe always started with I need a cigar, were the dominos, let’s get a game going, and of course I’m hungry lets have lunch.
Joe always said, James order lunch, these shmigagges don’t know food like you.
I always asked myself, was he trying to tell me something?
On a rare occasion Joe would win a game of dominos, and then you would hear Joe scream from a mile away, (Next) always fun with him at the table.
Let’s not forget the time, Joe, bill, Steve and I went to have hotdogs and ice cream.
We each ordered a hotdog. The hotdogs weighed a ½ pound each. And we finished them in recorded time.
Of course we couldn’t stop there; I mean we really came for the ice cream.
And that’s when all hell broke loose, one guy trying to outdo the next with a bigger ice cream.
It was out of control. But Joe won that battle.
So we all waddled back to the car, as I drove. Joe’s sitting next to me. He turns to me and asked,
Do you think my sugar will go up after this?
I said, no not at all, I would be more concerned if we at salads.
To which he says, you know your right, salad dressing is bad for you. (I nearly peed myself.)
I can go on and on,
I’m going to end this by saying; we are all going to miss you.
I for one feel a great emptiness inside me, for loosing such a friend.
Things will not be the same without you.
Just want you to know we all love and miss you terrible.
Your friend always
James Orphanos