What Will Never Be
My Dad is at peace now We love you, Dad Dad, why did you have to die so quickly? Didn’t you know you were supposed to live long enough to see the next generation? Yeah, that’s right, Dad, one day I was going to have kids, little rug rats running…
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Twentieth Century Motion Dad in 20th Century Motion Twentieth Century MotionBy Carl VotaFord pick-up, Exit 11A,trees, trees, treesGreen, yellow, pinkBright yellow flowers.Signs advertisingElectric transfer station.Concrete bridges, concrete veins.Tension, relief,Always wonderment.Bad drivers, ha-ha,Always drive me nuts!All right, passed that one.Wonder if he feels the same about me?Oh, well.Man, are the semis…
Read MoreEulogy for Carlos Vota
My Dad is at peace now Hello everyone. I’m Wayan, and like my father, I’m a little shy up here on stage.Now I wanted to tell a story today because that’s what Dad loved to do. We’ve all heard them, and we all loved his tales of amazing adventures in…
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In Memory Of Carlos Vota Carlos Vota, Vero Beach Carlos “Carl” E. Vota, 64, of Vero Beach, died Dec. 16, 2003, at Indian River Memorial Hospital, Vero Beach, after a brief illness. He was born May 4, 1939, in Santa Barbara Chihuahua, Mexico, and moved to Vero Beach in 1977…
Read MoreGoodbye Dad
My Dad is at peace now I love you, Dad Tonight I held my Dad’s hand. I held it tight while he struggled to breathe, even with the oxygen and morphine. I held it tight while the nurses came in and out to check on him. I held it tight…
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