John Nick Damigos was born Ioannis Nikolaos Damigos on May 12, 1905 on the island of Psara, Greece. He died while passing through the Panama Canal on September 26, 1968. The devastation of that day will be forever etched in my memory. But more importantly, I will always remember the man that gave life to five very special little girls (Mary, Irene, Nicoletta, Marcella, and Angeline) who later grew up to be five strong, courageous, tender, passionate women.
Although number four of the five, I was the last of these women to conceive. Up to this point, my father's name had only been used as a middle name for three of his twelve grandchildren...Jacob, Christian and Mark. I was elated that my first miracle child would be blessed to have the name of my father bestowed upon him twenty-two years after his passing.
Dad died at 63, and somehow I knew when Irene discovered her cancer last year that she would also be leaving this earth at 63. Passing just three days following his date of birth and five after hers, I took comfort in knowing that she was looking forward to embracing him again after all these years.
So in memory of my father and the HUGE man that he was inspite of his small 5' 7" stature, I honor you, love you and celebrate the short time but ENORMOUS impact that you had on my life and on the life of all your posterity. God bless you Babamou!
(Photo of Irene kissing dad, abt 1959)
Although number four of the five, I was the last of these women to conceive. Up to this point, my father's name had only been used as a middle name for three of his twelve grandchildren...Jacob, Christian and Mark. I was elated that my first miracle child would be blessed to have the name of my father bestowed upon him twenty-two years after his passing.
Dad died at 63, and somehow I knew when Irene discovered her cancer last year that she would also be leaving this earth at 63. Passing just three days following his date of birth and five after hers, I took comfort in knowing that she was looking forward to embracing him again after all these years.
So in memory of my father and the HUGE man that he was inspite of his small 5' 7" stature, I honor you, love you and celebrate the short time but ENORMOUS impact that you had on my life and on the life of all your posterity. God bless you Babamou!
(Photo of Irene kissing dad, abt 1959)
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