Farewell to William Turriago
By: Alfredo Gutiérrez Borrero
morning is Saturday, April 26, 2008, is one of those who do not wish arrives, the day we say goodbye to the body (because the soul will be with us forever), the lord of San José, our beloved William. Today, with memories of the friendly meeting at the funeral home the night before shaking our hands, the film runs this past week and again in our minds, hope, hope that Turris (as my cousin called Carolina) walks among the living for longer and was frustrated with his departure from the melancholy music, the memories, makes our hearts singing the tune, the vibrant melody of "au revoir" ... Beloved aunt Angela, strong and loving, my dear cousin, Maurice, Philip, Cameron and Caroline, their wives and husband, Gilma, Patricia, Clara and Raphael, all the 'grandchildren', the formidable twins, Nico and John Paul, the architectural retoñitos of Philip and Patricia, Paul and Gabriela, the restless and mischievous Marys, and the legendary Emiliano ... people all the blood that unites us and the spirit of the branches the roots, flowers to fruit, who share in the family tree by the sap running Turriago Borrero shake us moved to the music of the farewell. And this morning tenderness aroman perfumes the air.
With what pleasure would have given those who want pieces of our hearts to encourage more years of William, with what pleasure would have liked to chat with him again, tell him how important it is in our lives. Each ride Chipaque fields, each meeting around the roaring fireplace in San Jose, every game in the Act or the Nice Carulla around a almojabana, every trip to the legendary Land Rover, thousands of other events and me countless nights I slept at home Turriago Borrero, even hundreds of puzzles of El Tiempo, are incomplete pieces of the picture now in existence. No doubt the Turriago are like fruits, young, powerful, fierce and combative, as they grow and mature is accentuated in them the sympathy, being warm, good-natured and a force that will never abandon them, William was accomplished example it. Impossible to forget his "taluego" or the way they laugh at the whole body, or his playful humor, or the sound of the jeep to start; unthinkable not even in words closer to the possibility to explain the affection that we have, the consternation shakes us, the memory that comforts us and we encouraged. More than I can express, is and will always be more than we can express, but much less than we would like to communicate.
since the sentences are exhausted while jumping into the vastness of feeling that unites us. Let nothing tear. Goodbye Bill, Solar Man, vital, independent, restless, vivacious. Some people when they travel to the country never again look at us from the moon, others become stars and some specials, such that, as spouse, father, grandfather, an uncle, a friend left their essence and presence in those who were fortunate coincide with them in space and time, these will guard us from the sun, so William, greet your safe journey to eternity that will accompany us from the sun, its heat will evoke your laughter, thanks to you is, and always had, reason to smile to feel the sun, as our emissary to know so many loved ones who have gone before you , happy travels, because every morning, starting tomorrow, the sun meet you. Its rays will be your voice, our architect goodbye, goodbye Guillermo, goodbye ...
Your grateful nephew, Alfredo.
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