Chicago Jack

A Poem About My Grandpa

Husband. 

Father. 

Grandfather. 

Great-Grandfather.

A lover of stories and a master in the kitchen.

A cursing sailor with a heart of treasure.

A curious conversationalist and your favorite drinking buddy.

A man rumored to be in the mob—but only ever guilty of a good story.

A fisherman with fisherman’s tales.

A joyful Catholic.

A warmer of homes.

A magician of smiles.

The life of every party he walked into.

RIP, Chicago Jack.

Miss you, sir.