Rest in Peace, my brother

He who stands on tiptoe doesn't stand firm.
He who rushes ahead doesn't go far.
He who tries to shine dims his own light.
He who defines himself can't know who he really is.
He who has power over others can't empower himself.
He who clings to his work will create nothing that endures.

If you want to accord with the Tao, just do your job, then let go.
Translation by Stephen Mitchel

My brother Enrico was very dear to me. It was him who lifted the weight of my secrets from my shoulders. We differed when it came to religion, but he showed me how to give my opponents the respect I want to get from them.

Enrico was blind from his teenage years, but it never stopped him from doing any thing. I would often see him making his way thru Philly, cane out in front of him and speeding thru the streets to get wherever his destination was at the time. In his civil service career, he led his department for more than 20 years, creating social services to solve many of Philadelphia's ills.

He was a deacon in his mother church, and helped to found and administer two other churches in his neighborhood.

At 76, my brother Enrico died of a massive heart attack and died in his home...