A devout Christian, he never missed Mass. Always at the front, in the choir, his voice steady, his gaze fixed on heaven. He knew the Bible by heart, better than any priest, and spent evenings teaching it to our children as if he were bequeathing them a sacred treasure. He often spoke of values. Of setting an example. Of divine love. He would repeat to me: “We must be pillars for them. Points of reference. Role models.”
So, when he told me he was going away for a weekend with some men from the church to…
