A Song for Franco.

A Song for Franco....

When I was 13, my cousin Franco was the first to greet my grandmother and I on my first trip to Italy. I have such wonderful memories of that trip with her. Franco passed away yesterday -- he was too young. And he suffered for too long. I wish I could be with my family in Martina Franca. And I wish I could hear his laugh just one more time. This is my song for him.