Tuesday, August 11, 2015

God Speed: My Father, Rafael Matos


Rafael Matos
(1928-2015)

My father passed away on Saturday after a long illness. I was with him for several days up until the day he died and was able to tell him many times how much I loved him. I'll be forever grateful for those opportunities.

I inherited many of my dad's traits: his curiosity, his love of travel and geography, his unbreakable desire for independence and stability. Indirectly through him I acquired a love of history, a fascination for the 20th century in particular, a penchant for quality and an eye for beauty. My dad could be difficult but he was much calmer in his later years. And even though he didn't say it much I knew from his actions that he loved me. He even had a special smile just for me and I got to see the last one just a few days before he died.

My love of classic film is partly due to my dad. Every time I watch an old movie I think of my dad. How old was he when the film was made? What was he like as a kid/teenager/adult? Did he watch this movie in the theater when it was released? What did he think of it?

I miss my pai ("dad" in Portuguese). I'll miss him forever but I know he's not suffering anymore.

Some years ago I wrote two pieces on this blog about my father. I encourage you to read them.


God speed Pai!


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