A brief candle; both ends burning An endless mile; a bus wheel turning A friend to share the lonesome times A handshake and a sip of wine So say it loud and let it ring We are all a part of everything The future, present and the past Fly on proud bird You're free at last. -Charlie Daniels
Little Brother / Roy Campisi (Brother) Little brother and life long friend-although you are still with me, I miss that we cannot walk the earth together. p.s. Say hello to Johnny Cash, Love you, your gb brother Roy!
My Friend, Dom, I think about you every day...... / Scott Nybakken (Good Friend ) I had the proud privelige of serving with Dom in K2, Uzbekistan in 2005. I also served with Dom since his arrival in the Delaware Air National Guard. Dom and I spent a lot of time together while deployed, and also hung out together in Prague, Czech Republic. We had a lot of great times together. I really miss my friend.
I appreciate the time we had together. Thank you for being a great son. Thank you for all the love and respect you have always given me. Thank you for the help you have been to me in the past, now and in the future. You were a gift your whole life. Peace and love be with you always, Mom
like a brother...still / David Leslie (friend) It has taken me awhile to write something......but it's a new year and time for change. The campisi family has been a second family to me at times and i miss those days when i was a part of the good and the bad. I was looking at the photo album and i can only recall good times when i think of my younger days with Dominic. I think he was only 15 when i first met him and i thought he was 35. Which is where i am now. My brother stood up and said something for him after the funeral and i stand by George and agree that i learned more from Dom than i ever realized. I laughed with, suffered with, and lived with Dominic, off and on, for over 15 years. Most importantly though, i loved Dom like a brother. He was always there for me when i needed him. Always. My favorite memory of him now was when he was called me; hiding in the bushes at teck school, smoking a ciggarette, laughing at the irony of it all......how childlike we were, grown men, but still kids at heart. He is not gone or forgotten. Just missed. love to everyone.... dave