My beloved Grandpa Ernie who shared this birthday with Judge Caprio grew up on “The Hill” as well, and my father and his three brothers were students at the high school he spoke of teaching at during the day before driving to Boston at night. Since my father was Class Of ’65, they’d have likely walked the same corridors of that place together. For all I know, Judge Caprio may have even taught my father.
For the record, I’ll never see a can of peaches the same way again. In fact, I’ll be buying a can at the market this week and putting it my kitchen to honor Judge Caprio and this epic if not saint like sPEACH! “Frankly”? The man should be canonized. Meanwhile, I once saw this powerful tribute to another of humanities treasures, Keanu Reaves:
Few are the people whose characters are befitting of such impeccable words. Judge Caprio, however, was one of them (as was my Grandpa). If you don’t already know who this enigmatic bastion of kindness and treasure to humanity was, it’s not too late to get to know him now. His life changing wisdoms and nuggets will be honoring not just his forefathers but mine and so many others’ as well throughout the ages! I’d also like to think that I’m honoring MY forefathers and following their footsteps by showing kindness and compassion to as many people I can, up to and including strangers, and that I’ve raised two kids who are as well. Happy Heavenly Birthday, Judge Caprio and Grampy!
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