Don't cry for me in a gloom-filled room,
I'm in a better place,
It's true: my life was incredibly short,
But my memory can't be erased,
Think of me when you're having a beer,
Or watching the Super-Bowl game,
Because I'll be there in SPIRIT,
Although, it won't be the same.........
Papa Joe's continues on,
Just as my charities do,
So when you come in for dinner,
Donate a dollar or two,
Sponsor the little league baseball teams,
and please bowl a few games for me,
Remember that my suffering is over,
And that I'm where God wants me to be,
So dry your eyes and live your life,
I'm peaceful, happy and stronger,
Now I'm in a better place,
I just could stay any longer.
Eddie was "my friend".
He owned a little italian restaurant. (Papa Joe's )
He was just 42 years-old!
He was fun loving and generous.
His memory and charities live on.
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