Thinking of the day Hurricane Maria hit Puerto Rico
The images are vivid.
Today, marks a year that Puerto Rico went under dark — no electricity, food or communication. Puerto Rico became a graveyard and a political nightmare. Over 3,000 Americans died.
I remember this day clearly, fear entered in my heart not knowing the wellbeing of my family and friends.
A year after, the people of Puerto Rico are trying to make sense how come the federal government continues to neglect them and ignore their cry for help – kids and the sick are going without food and proper care. The trauma and financial hardship is real.
This is genocide.
Drumpf and his administration do not care.
This is what happens when an Island is colonized for years and exploited for its natural resources.
The People of Puerto Rico are strong and resilient.
From a Facebook Member, Josie Fletcher … had to share!
Prince isn’t dead … he just hopped on his “Little Red Corvette” … with his “Raspberry Beret” … drove off through the “Purple Rain“, over “Graffiti Bridge” … under the “Cherry Moon“, partying like it’s “1999” … because this is what happens “When Doves Cry“!!
Prince Rogers Nelson (June 7, 1958 – April 21, 2016) was an American singer-songwriter, actor, multi-instrumentalist, philanthropist, dancer and record producer. He was a musical innovator who was known for his eclectic work, flamboyant stage presence, extravagant dress and makeup, and wide vocal range.
His music integrates a wide variety of styles, including funk, rock, R&B, new wave, soul, psychedelia, and pop. He has sold over 100 million records worldwide, making him one of the best-selling artists of all time.
He won seven Grammy Awards, an American Music Award, a Golden Globe Award and an Academy Award for the film Purple Rain.
He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2004, his first year of eligibility. Rolling Stone ranked Prince at number 27 on its list of 100 Greatest Artists, “the most influential artists of the rock & roll era“.
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On year ago today, an awesome human being crossed to the other side after waging an incredible battle against an unbeatable foe.
I chronicled the events as they unfolded when his battle began. His mother, Rose, was always there with her and I followed Joe’s “progress” through her words.
For My Joe … from Rose, his Mom
I fought for you
The hardest, it made me the strongest
So tell me your secrets
I just can’t stand to see you leaving
But heaven couldn’t wait for you
No heaven couldn’t wait for you
Heaven couldn’t wait for you
No heaven couldn’t wait for you
So go on, go home
We laughed at the darkness
So scared that we lost it
We stood on the ceilings
You showed me love was all you needed
But heaven couldn’t wait for you
No heaven couldn’t wait for you
Heaven couldn’t wait for you
No heaven couldn’t wait for you
So go on, go home
So go on, go home
~~From Rose to her Joe~~
Early in life experiences and things that were done to me left me feeling anger and distrust of men, in general.
Joseph Catino came into my life and showed me that what I learned about men wasn’t true of all men. I don’t know if I would have ever been able to grow past those feelings without Joe’s presence in my life, reminding me daily that men CAN be gentle, kind, loving, sensitive, humble …
Thank you, Joe, for being such a huge part of my life’s recovery. When you came into my life, my healing began. You and Gina Catino will forever be my guiding lights, my strength, my continued will to survive. I would not be the woman I am today without you. And when I feel low, like today, I can feel your hand on my chin … lifting my face to see the stars …. and you smile your crooked smile.
I will love and miss you eternally.
~~GALLERY~~
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I was writing a series of posts when I found out that my dear friend’s son had fallen ill.
The links to the story and the updates appear below.
A beautiful spirit made the transition early morning, February 27, 2014, as a soft rain fell ever Orlando. Joe Catino, son of my friend Rose, both of them two of the sweetest, strongest and brightest souls I know, brother to Gina, beloved uncle to Leilani and to the little nephew who will never see him on this side of the Veil, but will hear earfuls of Uncle Jojo stories as he grows up, and beloved of Kawon, another beautiful and pure soul, lost his brief but ferocious battle with cancer early today.
To his very last conscious moment, he kept his sense of humor and playfulness, and reflected back on those around him the deep love that surrounded him.
Go in Beauty, Joe, just as you walked in it throughout your life.
It Is What It Is 