Bob and I both offer our most sincere condolences.I always considered myself the youngest of the 5 oldest cousins. On Christmas Eve, as our parents continued to celebrate at Grandma and Grandpa’s on East 118th Street, the 5 of us would share a bed Anthony, Gail, Cheryl, Carmen and me. I would hear about the horrible crimes in the city from my boy cousins. I don’t know if Gail and Cheryl blocked their ears. If I were older and knew better, I would have. Those frightening stories turned into happy memories of spending time with my cousins.I still remember their excitement as our car drove down the street when we went to visit. â€Å"Uncle Vic’s here! Uncle Vic’s here!†When I was around 10, my mom and Aunt Dolly decided Carmen and the twins should swim at Stafford Park. I think I was their escort, since I was the one who lived in Maple Heights. I remember standing in 4 feet of water and watched as Carmen jumped off the diving board. (No one jumped from that diving board until you swam the length of the pool, which Carmen didn’t.) But he jumped off and I remember a lifeguard fishing him out with a long pole. Then, when they blew the whistle for a safety check, I watched as Carmen jumped back in. Once again, they blew the whistle at him. My 10 year old self was amused.More recently, Bob and I had sent a get well card to Carmen, and he called to thank us for it. I remember the kindness and sincerity in his voice as we all discussed our aches and pains. I told him I loved him and I would pray for him. He thanked me.I tried to call once more, but I’m sure he would rather spend his remaining time with his immediate family. I left a voicemail, put him on our prayer list at church, and waited for the news.Carmen has come face to face with our Savior! I think heaven will be just like going home, because our loved ones who have passed on are there. They’re waiting to welcome us. I look forward to that day when I can see them all again. I’ve missed them since they left. Carmen, I will pray for the comfort and peace of your wife, children and siblings. They hurt and miss you. I pray that the emptiness in them will be filled with happy memories, and their tears will turn to laughter once again.Rest in heaven, dear cousin. Thanks for the memories. â ¤ï¸Â