My dad passed away

On April 29 my father died in a motorcycle accident.  I am in pain.  I guess I knew this day would come, and he had a long good life, (was 71), but still I miss him, and he is far away being buried today.

My dad had a keen sense of humor and had very exaggerated good and bad things, like, me?...  he would say things very Guruji like, as in "everything comes" to give me hope, yet at other times he would encourage me to "be beautiful and shut up".  He was from another time, another century.

In his youth he was the Argentinean champion for swimming, and he flew planes eventually becoming a captain in commercial aircraft for an Argentinean company called Austral.  He then retired and became a lawyer, out of all things.

He took lots of risks and lived to the fullest, he had strong convictions and right or wrong always believed in himself.

One thing I know for sure is that he loved his children, the three of us, a lot, and he always did the best he could with the understanding he had and with love.

I miss you papi.

To the memory of Ricardo W. Azula,  October 18, 1939 - April 29, 2010