[houseoftechno]

Originally Posted by Mel1405 ↗

My dad has it recorded on VHS. They cut out right after he hit the ground.

My dad took the tape to his grave when he passed 10 years ago. He used to taunt me into driving down to Miami Beach to see the tape then would always seem to misplace it. But he had it, and he knew how much I detested Miami traffic, so it was the only way he could get me to visit him. My Uncle *****, who was connected, confirmed that my Dad had the tape, and Uncle ***** never lied - he didn't have to. I remember tucking a tennis ball in Dad's casket (lifelong tennis player). Then I turned to his new wife and asked, "Where is the tape." From her reaction, I knew she knew exactly what I was talking about. But she played dumb. At that point, I was pretty sure Dad convinced her to stick it down the back of his suit pants for the burial, but I didn't dare frisk his body in that room full of mourners. He was devout old school Catholic with possible mafia ties and think he was forced to swear on his mom's soul or my dead mom's soul that the tape would go when he did. That's all I really remember about the funeral. Sorry about the long reply but this wouldn't be understood with a short explanation. RIP Owen. RIP Dad. RIP Mom. RIP Grandma. RIP Tape. Dad's new wife is still alive as far as I know. She didn't GAF about the tape, but she will follow my dead Dad's wishes to her own death. I respect her immensely as she does me. She's old school Catholic too, and their word is bedrock. The souls of loved ones rely upon Catholics keeping their word.

[Caveman5150]

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Ummm...What is the guy on the left with grey sweater doing in picture #4?? That's ah...yeah. If that's supposed to be mouth-to-mouth chief - you're at the wrong end.